Le steddè

Erani ghjunti da un mari indà (ma d'un mari maiori quantu à a mità da u mondu, m'ha dettu à Lejean). Ghjunti da a Mericà ?
Erani ziteddi com'à s'astri.
Ci n'era unu chi cantava stà canzona:
"Iè, le steddè"*.
À cantà era un certu Bi Holidays. T'avarà avutu 19 anni. Un ziteddu.
Circava à capiscia i paroddi ma anh, anh...
L'aghju tandu fattu mottu di marcammi i paroddi e tesu carta, peni e calamà. E tandu, m'ha scrittu i paroddi di stu "dez-dez-de..."**


Yesterdays, yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days, golden days
Days of mad romance and love

Then gay youth was mine, truth was mine
Joyous free in flame and life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I, glad am I
For today I'm dreamin' of yesterdays

Yesterdays, yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days, golden days
Days of mad romance and love

For then gay youth was mine, truth was mine
Joyous free in flame and life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I, glad am I
For today I'm dreamin' of yesterdays

*Yesterdays
**Days

Paroddi : Lennie Tristano
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