A La Memoria De Giulia - Franco Battiato

La cama de niquel donde me esperabas de muy joven

El radiogramófono que cogía todo

Cuando te llevaba a aquel café

«Traiga fresas con nata» decía

Y soberbio te miraba mientras el otro

Se giraba haciendo muecas

Mofándose de mí

Aquella foto que llevaba siempre encima

Antes que un cajón la guardase y desluciese

Supe así de tu muerte

Y recordé cada rizo

Y en tu semblante la suerte

Mi memoria saca fuera recuerdos de un sombrero

Sin que yo pueda elegir los que quiero

He tenido alegrías.

A veces

Nos dormíamos los tres

Yo, tu madre y tú en la misma cama

Cuanta inocencia, que santa Trinidad

Era un gesto de afecto y de respeto

¡Oh memoria!

Porque me engañas

Porque como si fuese viento

Me echas este polvo hacia mis ojos;

Acariciaba tus rodillas

Y tu corazón reía satisfecho

He tenido alegrías, sí

Te recuerdo así, mi pobre Giulia

Clara y risueña

Impaciente me esperaba la vida

Y el viento muy leve de mañana

Se llevaba cada cosa

Tenía diecisiete años

The nickel bed where you waited for me when you were very young

The radiogramophone that took everything

When I took you to that cafe

"Bring strawberries and cream" it said

And proud he looked at you while the other

He turned around making faces

mocking me

That photo that I always carried with me

Before a drawer kept it and tarnished

I knew that way about your death

And I remembered every curl

And in your countenance luck

My memory pulls out memories of a hat

Without me being able to choose the ones I want

I have had joys.

Sometimes

The three of us slept

Me, your mother and you in the same bed

How much innocence, that holy Trinity

It was a gesture of affection and respect

oh memory!

Fool me because

Because as if it were wind

You throw this powder towards my eyes;

caressed your knees

And your heart laughed satisfied

I have had joys, yes

I remember you like this, my poor Giulia

Clear and smiling

I was impatiently waiting for my life

And the very light wind of tomorrow

He took everything

I was seventeen