Vito - Fabio Concato

Vito ti ricordo ancora dentro a panni larghi

Ormai consumati da un fratello grande

Vito avevi gli occhi scuri

Una bocca grande ma con pochi denti

Ti prendevo in giro, ti facevo il verso:

Non te la prendevi

Vito la focaccia in classe la spezzavi in due

Con le mani sporche di non so che cosa;

Vito insieme sulle piante

A buttar giu' neve alle barbagianne;

Quelle con le trecce, quelle con gli occhiali;

Quelle proprio racchie

Vito, non ti ricordi

I furti in quel mercato rionale

Vito ti ricordo ancora con le braghe corte

E le gambe viola per il grande freddo

Vito ma com’eri buffo

Con quel cappellino con il paraorecchie

Una grossa sciarpa fatta da tua mamma:

Come ci tenevi

Vito quel giorno al doposcuola, ci presero un po' in giro

Avevano scoperto i nostri giochi strani

Vito non mi vergognavo di volerti bene

Di prenderti per mano darti il mio affetto

Quello che sapevo, quello che potevo

Vito, com'era bello col sole o con la neve

Tornare a casa.

insieme

Vito?

Vito I still remember you in baggy cloths

Now consumed by a big brother

Vito you had dark eyes

A big mouth but with few teeth

I was making fun of you, I was making fun of you:

You didn't take it

Vito the focaccia in class you broke it in two

With my hands dirty with I don't know what;

Vito together on the plants

Throwing down snow to the barn owls;

Those with braids, those with glasses;

Those own rackets

Vito, you don't remember

The thefts in that local market

Vito still remember you with short pants

And purple legs for the great cold

Vito, but how funny you were

With that hat with the ear flaps

A chunky scarf made by your mom:

How you cared

Vito that day after school, they made fun of us a bit

They had discovered our strange games

Vito was not ashamed of loving you

To take you by the hand and give you my affection

What I knew, what I could

Vito, how beautiful it was in the sun or in the snow

Go back home.

together

Vito?