IL Nano e la Fata - The dwarf and the fairy

 Il nano e la fata

Lo spettacolo stava per iniziare,
c’era attesa nell’aria,
l’ansia d’ascoltare
il bel canto antico
che tutti i sentimenti toccava,
come note suonate
dai colori dell’arcobaleno.

E lì,
in un angolo della sala,
tra donne eleganti ed uomini in frac,
il nano accompagnava la fata,
le sorrideva,
le parlava dolcemente,
pendeva dalle sue labbra,
ma non eravamo al circo.

Lei muoveva l’aria intorno a se,
le sue lunghe mani affusolate
delicate,
magiche
liberavano stelle
ed i suoi sorrisi
animavano ogni cosa.

Così il mostro era inebetito,
era felice quella sera,
si sentiva un gigante,
e poi seduto accanto
non si notava la differenza:
il testone deforme,
l’altezza,
il mento pronunciato,
il busto un po’ ingrossato.

Lei parlava,
parlava…
Parlava….,
lei gli toccava i capelli
come al cucciolo più bello,
facendolo scuotere,
facendolo ridere,
ancora ridere e sognare

Ad un tratto silenzio,
poi un suono lieve
ed a seguire l’energia di un uragano:
la forza dell’orchestra,
il bel canto.
Tutto era diventato incanto.

I sentimenti cominciarono
a viaggiare nell’aria
il desiderio,
la passione,
l’odio,
la gioia ed il dolore,
ma poi venne l’amore
immenso e denso,
amplificato,
ingigantito dalla sala,
dai volumi e dagli spazi,
dalla musica e dai vocalizzi,
e nella penombra la perfezione
toccò ogni cuore.

In quell’istante
due mani nel buio della sala
si unirono,
si strinsero,
si riscaldarono,
si amarono,
ma nessuno poteva vedere,
osservare, criticare e ridere
beffeggiare…..
Nessuno.

Poi tutto svanì,
ci fu grande applauso
e la sala comincio ad scemare,
anche loro,
come l’ultimo raggio
di un tramonto grigio.

Uscirono non come amanti,
ma sempre come padrona e cucciolo.

Solo due cuori erano rimasti
nei ricordi di due poltrone
di velluto rosso.  

The dwarf and the fairy

The show was about to begin,

there was anticipation in the air,

the eagerness to hear

the beautiful ancient song

That all feelings touched,

like notes played

By the colors of the rainbow.

And there,

in a corner of the hall,

among elegant women and men in tails,

the dwarf accompanied the fairy,

smiled at her,

spoke softly to her,

hung on her every word,

but we were not in the circus.

She moved the air around her,

her long, tapered hands

delicate,

magical

were releasing stars

And her smiles

animated everything.

So the monster was intoxicated,

he was happy that night,

he felt like a giant,

and then sitting next to it

you couldn't tell the difference:

the deformed head,

the height,

the pronounced chin,

the slightly enlarged torso.

She was talking,

she was talking...

She was talking....,

she would touch his hair

like to the most beautiful puppy,

making him shake,

making him laugh,

still laughing and dreaming

Suddenly silence,

then a faint sound

And to follow the energy of a hurricane:

the strength of the orchestra,

the beautiful singing.

Everything had become enchantment.

Feelings began

to travel through the air

the desire,

the passion,

hatred,

joy and sorrow,

but then came love

immense and dense,

amplified,

magnified by the room,

by the volumes and the spaces,

by the music and the vocalizations,

and in the half-light the perfection

touched every heart.

In that instant

two hands in the darkness of the hall

came together,

they clasped,

warmed each other,

they loved each other,

but no one could see,

observe, criticize and laugh

mock.....

No one.

Then everything vanished,

there was great applause

and the hall began to fade,

so did they,

like the last ray

Of a gray sunset.

They went out not as lovers,

but still as mistress and puppy.

Only two hearts were left

in the memories of two armchairs

Of red velvet.

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