Ultimo amore - Vinicio Capossela

Fresca era l’aria di giugno

e la notte sentiva l’estate arrivar

Tequila, Mariachi e Sangria

la fiesta invitava a bere e a ballar

lui curvo e curioso taceva

una storia d’amore cercava

guardava le donne degli altri

parlare e danzare

e quando la notte?

ormai morta

gli uccelli sono soliti il giorno annunciar

le coppie abbracciate son prime

a lasciare la fiesta per andarsi ad amar

la pista ormai vuota restava

lui stanco e sudato aspettava

lei per scherzo gir?

la sua gonna

e si mise a danzar

lei aveva occhi tristi e beveva

volteggiava e rideva ma pareva soffrir

lui parlava stringeva ballava

guardava quegli occhi e provava a capir

e disse son zoppo per amore

la donna mia m’ha spezzato il cuore

lei disse il cuore del mio amore

non batter?

mai pi?

e dopo al profumo dei fossi

a lui parve in quegli occhi potere veder

lo stesso dolore che spezza le vene

che lascia sfiniti la sera

la luna altre stelle pregava

che l’alba imperiosa cacciava

lei raccolse la gonna spaziosa

e ormai persa ogni cosa

presto lo segu?

piangendo urlando e godendo

quella notte lei con lui si un?

spingendo, temendo e abbracciando quella notte

lui con lei cap?

che non era avvizzito il suo cuore

e gi?

dolce suonava il suo nome

sciolse il suo voto d’amore

e a lei si don?

poi d’estate bevendo e scherzando

una nuova stagione a lui parve venir

lui parlava inventava giocava

lei a volte ascoltava e si pareva divertir

ma giunta che era la sera

girata nel letto piangeva

pregava potere dal suo amore

riuscire a ritornar

e un giorno al profumo dei fossi

lui invano aspett?

di vederla arrivar

scendeva ormai il buio e trovava

soltanto la rabbia e il silenzio di sera

la luna altre stelle pregava

che l’alba imperiosa cacciava

restava l’angoscia soltanto

e il feroce rimpianto

per non vederla ritornar

il treno?

un lampo infuocato

se si guarda impazziti il convoglio venir

un momento, un pensiero affannato

e la vita?

rapita senza altro soffrir

la poteron riconoscere soltanto

dagli anelli bagnati dal suo pianto

il pianto di quell’ultimo suo amore

dovuto abbandonar

lui non disse una sola parola

no, non dalla sua gola un sospiro fugg?

i gendarmi son bruschi nei modi

se da questi episodi non han da ricavar

cos?

resto solo a ricordare

il liquore pareva mai finire

e dentro quel vetro rivide

una notte d’amor

quando dopo al profumo dei fossi

a lui parve in quegli occhi potere veder

lo stesso dolore che spezza le vene

che lascia sfiniti la sera

la luna altre stelle pregava

che l’alba imperiosa cacciava

a lui rest?

solo il rancore

per quel breve suo amore

che mai dimentic?

The June air was fresh

and the night felt the summer coming

Tequila, Mariachi and Sangria

the fiesta invited people to drink and dance

he curved and curious was silent

he was looking for a love story

he looked at each other's women

talk and dance

and when at night?

now dead

the birds usually announce the day

embraced couples are first

to leave the fiesta to go to love

the runway now empty remained

he was tired and sweaty waiting

she jokingly turned?

her skirt

and he began to dance

she had sad eyes and drank

she whirled and laughed but she seemed to suffer

he talked she squeezed danced

she looked into those eyes and tried to understand

and said I am lame for love

my woman broke my heart

she said the heart of my love

do not beat?

never again?

and then to the scent of ditches

it seemed to him in those eyes that he could see

the same pain that breaks the veins

that leaves you exhausted in the evening

the moon other stars prayed

that the imperious dawn hunted

she picked up the spacious skirt

and now everything is lost

soon followed him?

crying screaming and enjoying

that night she with him is a?

pushing, fearing and embracing that night

he with her understood?

that his heart had not withered

and already?

sweet sounded his name

she dissolved her vow of love

and to her you don?

then in the summer drinking and joking

a new season seemed to come to him

he talked he invented he played

sometimes she listened and seemed to enjoy herself

but when it came to evening

turned in bed she was crying

he prayed to power from her love

to be able to return

and one day to the scent of ditches

he waited in vain?

to see it arrive

she was now getting dark and found

only anger and silence in the evening

the moon other stars prayed

that the imperious dawn hunted

only the anguish remained

and fierce regret

not to see it return

the train?

a fiery flash

if you look mad the convoy will come

a moment, a troubled thought

that's life?

kidnapped without further suffering

they can only recognize it

from the rings wet from his tears

the cry of that last of her love

had to abandon

he didn't say a single word

no, did not a sigh escape from her throat?

the gendarmes are brusque in their ways

if from these episodes they do not have to draw

cos?

I remain alone to remember

the liquor never seemed to end

and inside that glass he saw again

a night of love

when after the scent of ditches

it seemed to him in those eyes that he could see

the same pain that breaks the veins

that leaves you exhausted in the evening

the moon other stars prayed

that the imperious dawn hunted

to him stay?

only resentment

for that short of him love

who never forgot?