La guerra di Piero (English translation)

Piero's war

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You sleep buried in a wheat field
it's not the rose, it's not the tulip
watching on you from the shadow of ditches
but it's a thousand red poppies.
 
Along the bedsides of my creek
I want the silver pikes to swim downhill,
not the soldiers' bodies
cradled by the stream.
 
You said so, and it was winter
and, like the others, towards hell
you go sadly as the ones who must
the wind spits snow on your face.
 
Stop Piero, stop now,
let the wind pass a little on you
so that it brings you the voice of the dead in a battle
who gave his life had a cross back.
 
But you didn't hear it and time went on
with the seasons with a dancing pace
and you came to cross the frontier
on a beautiful springtime day.
 
And while you were marching with your soul on your shoulders
you saw a man at the bottom of the valley
who was in your same identical mood
but his uniform was of a different colour
 
Shoot him, Piero, shoot him now
and after a shot, shoot him again
until you see him lifeless
fall down and cover his own blood
 
And if I shoot on his forehead or on his heart
he'll have only time to die
but I'll have time left to see
see the eyes of a dying man
 
And while you are giving him this thoughtfulness
that one turns, sees you and gets afraid
and, grabbing his gun
he doesn't pay your courtesy back
 
You fell to the ground without a moan
and you noticed in a blink
that your time wouldn't be enough
to ask for forgiveness for every sin of yours.
 
You fell to the ground without a moan
and you noticed in a blink
that your life was through that day
and there would be no return.
 
My Ninetta, to die on May
you need so much, too much courage
Beautiful Ninetta, straight to hell
I had rather have gone this winter
 
And as the wheat was listening to you
inside your hands you held a gun
inside your mouth you held words
too icy to melt with the sun.
 
You sleep buries in a wheat field
it's not the rose, it's not the tulip
watching on you from the shadow of ditches
but it's a thousand red poppies.
 
Submitted by SmySmy on Tue, 19/01/2010 - 12:27
Last edited by phantasmagoriaphantasmagoria on Fri, 16/09/2016 - 20:25
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La guerra di Piero

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SaintMarkSaintMark    Fri, 16/09/2016 - 20:24

can a mod add line breaks ?

phantasmagoriaphantasmagoria    Fri, 16/09/2016 - 20:25

Done, since the user was last active 5 years ago.