THE REST OF ACERENZA Written by Palmenti of PIETRAGALLA from which you can see ACERENZA ...
the country sleeps, silent friend of those minutes
serene.
Some machine here and
breaks the silence of these hills.
And you, perched, you are there looking at me.
Talk to me, it means something,
I'll never be able to understand? Millennial
, tap the sky
leaning on your hill;
look down and almost want to dive in your lake valuable.
So, jump and swim, my village,
between heaven and earth seems to animate
turning your eyes to the vast horizon
that by the time it was
controls
as the guardian of ancient virtue.
gds
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