This is the Coliseum as seen from one of the streets that connect with it. You see, the Coliseum is surrounded by other historic sites and by streets with just regular houses, so this magnificent construction is part of the Italians daily life.
I found this old post, when I didn’t know what my blog was going to be about, so I wrote.
Now after almost eight years I find these lines beautiful, so I’ll share them with you:
I would like to be a grain of sand
that goes down by the clock.
Hold myself to glass, not slipping, slowing down the time
that runs through you.
I would like to stack myself in the grains,
be your last moment
and know what you said about me. *****
Mi piacerebbe essere un granello di sabbia
questo succede tempo.
Tenere il bicchiere, non scivolare, ridurre la velocità del tempo
cosa succede per te
Mi piacerebbe impilarmi nei grani,
Conosco il tuo ultimo momento
e tu sai cosa hai detto di me ****
Quisiera ser un grano de arena
que baja por el reloj.
Sostenerme del vidrio, no resbalar, hacer lento el tiempo
que pasa por ti.
Quisiera apilarme en los granos,
ser tu ultimo instante
y saber qué contaste de mi.
Ni me acordaba que había escrito esto por allá en el 2011. Hoy 2018.