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The siopero of Bechtel

Mr Gravedigger listen to me a little

his work not at all like

RECITAL not so much a good game

ground cover those who rest in peace

Fabrizio de Andre - The Testament

The following passage is from the newspaper Modena "The Lantern" in the May 4, 1947 under the heading "The board of Tonio."

Italianized The song is in dialect, so carryover at the end of the translation of some slang terms.

Dear Prospero,

was dead. In my case dune synovitis palmOne olate evening stopped beating and I squasi bites immediately. My wife, shattered by grief, had tried to thrust out the window to sigando golaverta could not resist so rhinestones, my children may fall from the eyes of laghermoni pint and my other relatives they had put on the painful grins in susa these occasions.

facerono Then the funeral. Just like the Bechtel were, however, that in siopero (in fact they were all in place that comply with the orders of the Committee Sagitar dagitasione) meterono me on a tripod in the chiesolina simitero, why do not I wax nesun cleft busa from the sub. And there we stood for quite a PESS, because I'm never ended siopero more. The Accossato that was brought to pasiensa soquanti days, but then could no longer resist. Then I prayed for Bechtel, Bechtel Chapter of the wives, who came to donut siopero Upon your finished, then went back to my house.

Cattai my wives behind to make the batter. It was bastansa escort in city Prague. Asked if he thought there yet to poke out the window, but she immediately rispondette that due to another Devit rhinestones to our children, had seen fit to postpone the matter until a later date. We also asked him if maveva did say a Mass, but he said that there had gnanche could think of, because always had his head strolicare occupancy in the manner davere my portfolio, which Seran discrepancy of the tower away from bisacone of my jacket. At that moment there came

soquanti my ex-painful relatives instead deser happy to see me, there was na pavura mad that I'm back in the world for Daverio. I tried to ask whether their almanco, avesero thought of me to say a Mass or to do some good work in the suffrage of my soul, but: "All clergy bales!" I rispondettero.

Inghignato, Arabic and furious, I was just going to hand in a orre baciarello doprava and to all my wives mainsail notch, but at that moment, I was a donut Bechtel, saying that the finite and the busa siopero lera lera beautiful ready to suplir.

you understand, dear Prospero? Perhaps you believe that accounts of the bales, but how many times about Accossato sucede! Micca not pretend that the painful sensation of pain simbambischino family comfort, but gnanche daghino to understand that the dead until warm and then they freghino highly. Lè unanimous à noglialtri still need for the tiled! We shall divide pray for her to keep the promises that we shall divide us abiamo fact, we shall divide help to go to Heaven. Nothing but lies!

strinta whereby a hand and a reunion soon. Your

Tonio

SIGANDO = crying

face grinned =

BUSA = pit

Cattai = found

BATTER = bread dough

STROLICARE = \u200b\u200binvent, guess

BISACONE = pocket