If my life is like a film, my soundtrack today might be "Save souls" by Fabrizio De Andre'. Some verses nail me without hope of escape: "I spied myself self-deluding and failing, aborting children as the dreams, I saw myself crying in a mirror of snow, I saw myself laughing, I saw myself departing watched from behind my shoulders". It's snowing today. Despite this I was awakened by the voices of children playing in the garden of the school under the window of the house of Ali, the Turkish boy grew up in Berlin that is hosting me. For a while I hear a voice still unknown, but those familiar voices. But then it was only a dream and I returned in myself. In the afternoon I made a visit to the zoo. But many animals were in their holes or indoors. But there was one that really had fun: Knut! Yes, the famous ex-baby polar bear born at the zoo in Berlin. We had so much fantasy on this little big puppy and now at the end he was really before my eyes. Knut, come away with me, now we are free, we are save souls in flight over the world...
"Anime Salve", Fabrizio De Andre':
<<Mille anni al mondo mille
ancora che bell'inganno sei anima mia e che bello il mio tempo che
bella compagnia sono giorni di finestre adornate canti di stagione
anime salve in terra e in mare sono state giornate furibonde senza
atti d'amore senza calma di vento solo passaggi e passaggi passaggi
di tempo ore infinite come costellazioni e onde spietate come gli
occhi della memoria altra memoria e no basta ancora cose svanite
facce e poi il futuro i futuri incontri di belle amanti scellerate
saranno scontri saranno cacce coi cani e coi cinghiali saranno
rincorse morsi e affanni per mille anni mille anni al mondo mille
ancora che bell'inganno sei anima mia e che grande il mio tempo che
bella compagnia mi sono spiato illudermi e fallire abortire i figli
come i sogni mi sono guardato piangere in uno specchio di neve mi
sono visto che ridevo mi sono visto di spalle che partivo ti saluto
dai paesi di domani che sono visioni di anime contadine in volo per
il mondo mille anni al mondo mille ancora che bell'inganno sei anima
mia e che grande questo tempo che solitudine che bella compagnia>>.
ancora che bell'inganno sei anima mia e che bello il mio tempo che
bella compagnia sono giorni di finestre adornate canti di stagione
anime salve in terra e in mare sono state giornate furibonde senza
atti d'amore senza calma di vento solo passaggi e passaggi passaggi
di tempo ore infinite come costellazioni e onde spietate come gli
occhi della memoria altra memoria e no basta ancora cose svanite
facce e poi il futuro i futuri incontri di belle amanti scellerate
saranno scontri saranno cacce coi cani e coi cinghiali saranno
rincorse morsi e affanni per mille anni mille anni al mondo mille
ancora che bell'inganno sei anima mia e che grande il mio tempo che
bella compagnia mi sono spiato illudermi e fallire abortire i figli
come i sogni mi sono guardato piangere in uno specchio di neve mi
sono visto che ridevo mi sono visto di spalle che partivo ti saluto
dai paesi di domani che sono visioni di anime contadine in volo per
il mondo mille anni al mondo mille ancora che bell'inganno sei anima
mia e che grande questo tempo che solitudine che bella compagnia>>.
Lyrics in English:
<<One thousand one thousand years the world
again what a beautiful deception you are, my soul and how beautiful
my good time is, what a beatiful company were days of adorned
windows songs of the season save souls on earth and in sea were
furious days without acts of love without calm wind only passages and
passages passages of time countless hours as constellations and waves
ruthless as the eyes of memory more memory and still it is not enough
vanished things, faces and then the future future meetings of
beautiful wicked lovers will be riots will be hunting with dogs and
boars will be pursuing bites and difficulties for a thousand years
one thousand years in the world yet one thousand what a beautiful
deception you are, my soul and how great my time is, what a nice
company I spied myself self-deluding and failing, aborting children
as the dreams I saw myself crying in a mirror of snow I saw myself
laughing I saw myself leaving from behind greeting you from the
countries of tomorrow who have visions of peasant souls in flight
on the world one thousand years in the world yet one thousand what a
beautiful deception you are, my soul and how great this time, what
solitude what nice company>>.
again what a beautiful deception you are, my soul and how beautiful
my good time is, what a beatiful company were days of adorned
windows songs of the season save souls on earth and in sea were
furious days without acts of love without calm wind only passages and
passages passages of time countless hours as constellations and waves
ruthless as the eyes of memory more memory and still it is not enough
vanished things, faces and then the future future meetings of
beautiful wicked lovers will be riots will be hunting with dogs and
boars will be pursuing bites and difficulties for a thousand years
one thousand years in the world yet one thousand what a beautiful
deception you are, my soul and how great my time is, what a nice
company I spied myself self-deluding and failing, aborting children
as the dreams I saw myself crying in a mirror of snow I saw myself
laughing I saw myself leaving from behind greeting you from the
countries of tomorrow who have visions of peasant souls in flight
on the world one thousand years in the world yet one thousand what a
beautiful deception you are, my soul and how great this time, what
solitude what nice company>>.
