down from italy a long time ago
maybe it was the winter days
maybe they were grey in another way
I can't say why
but when she left
she told my father
é una cittá dei brutti
it's a city of ugly ones
it's the city of the ugly ones
no one ever dares to smile
she lives in the veneto
and born in the lazio
she never knew why not to smile
non é roma e neanche venezia
ma nonostante
non posso far niente
é la mia cittá di nascita
it's not venice
it's not rome
but after all
it's my home
es ist nicht venedig
und auch nicht rom
ich kann nichts tun
ich bin ein teil von wien
xx.12.2008/25.2.2009
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