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Tornado

Contributed by Good_King_Bragi on Sunday, 18th May 2003 @ 07:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



Quale re oppure cuore può resistere
Questa devastazione matta
Che spazza il mare,
Con il furore di Giove?
Quale dittatore
Può respingere questa tempesta,
L’imperatore di venti, l’ultimo re
Che sta brandendo i tuoni furibondo?
Una fanfara il grigio cielo suona,
Prima all’ultima bestia orrenda arriva,
Che fa il mare volare, batti la pianna
E fa le città alle cenere.
Gli ucelli stanno rubato,
Nel buio del vento matto,
Dai cieli che abbiano amato-
Che come bramano per pace!

Il sole è oscurato dal tornado,
Il tornado le montagne sbriciola a polvere,
E fare a cento brani le barche del mondo;
E poi, comincia morrire...

Il cielo è lasciato bianco e pallido,
Il fondo è pieno di rovine nella sera,
Ed il dolor di quegli che lamentano, quando
Il tornado dopo ha la sua pace arrabiata.




Copyright © Good_King_Bragi ... [ 2003-05-18 07:05:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Tornado (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Sunday, 18th May 2003 @ 10:20:04 AM AEST
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ummmh.... Il penseroso.. dolorous nature..venkat


Re: Tornado (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Sunday, 18th May 2003 @ 10:30:41 AM AEST
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Very good write! I enjoyed it!
Just a couple of things: --

"Che come bramano per pace!"
("That how desire for peace!")

That should be:

"Come loro bramano per pace!"

("How they desire for peace!")

and the Italian word for tornado is Il Ciclone

I hope you don't mind that I post this here...
let me know if you do! :)

Daniela





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