Fiori D'Arancio - Carmen Consoli

Aveva uno sguardo intenso e diretto

Le dita curate e un sarcasmo congenito

Labbra sottili, armonioso contorno

Di denti bianchi e perfetti

Poche parole, eleganza nei modi

Una lieve cadenza d’oltralpe e dominio di sè

Gli incontri divennero assidui e frequenti

Nei luoghi e agli orari più insoliti

Quell’uomo intrigante teneva le redini

Con singolare destrezza

Pochi preamboli quando mi chiese:

«vorresti sposarmi?», era onesto e sicuro di sè

Ricordo il giorno del mio matrimonio

L’abito bianco di seta ed organza

Fiori d’arancio intorno all’altare

Aspettavo il mio sposo con devozione

La chiesa gremita di gente annoiata

Per l’interminabile attesa

Alle mie spalle sbadigli e commenti

E di lui neanche l’ombra lontana

Pochi preamboli quando mi chiese:

«vorresti sposarmi?», era onesto e sicuro di sè

Ricordo il giorno del mio matrimonio

L’abito bianco di seta ed organza

Nessuno sposo impaziente all’altare

Soltanto un prete in vistoso imbarazzo

Ricordo il giorno del mio matrimonio

L’abito bianco di seta ed organza

Nessuno sposo impaziente all’altare

Soltanto un prete in vistoso imbarazzo

Ricordo il giorno del mio matrimonio

L’abito bianco di seta ed organza

Nessuna marcia nuziale

Soltanto il mio tacito requiem

E immenso cordoglio

He had an intense and direct gaze

Manicured fingers and congenital sarcasm

Thin lips, harmonious contour

With perfect white teeth

Few words, elegance in the ways

A slight cadence from beyond the Alps and self-control

The meetings became assiduous and frequent

In the most unusual places and times

That intriguing man held the reins

With singular dexterity

Few preambles when he asked me:

"Would you like to marry me?" He was honest and confident

I remember my wedding day

The white silk and organza dress

Orange flowers around the altar

I was waiting for my spouse with devotion

The church was full of bored people

For the interminable wait

Behind me yawns and comments

And not even the distant shadow of him

Few preambles when he asked me:

"Would you like to marry me?" He was honest and confident

I remember my wedding day

The white silk and organza dress

No impatient bridegroom at the altar

Just a priest in conspicuous embarrassment

I remember my wedding day

The white silk and organza dress

No impatient bridegroom at the altar

Just a priest in conspicuous embarrassment

I remember my wedding day

The white silk and organza dress

No wedding march

Only my silent requiem

And immense condolences