Fabrizio de André - Rimini
And you, who are in Rimini - among the ice creams and the flags
no longer place bets - on the children of Don Giussani (and the American money)
down at the Berchet High School
who are clapping their hands - for Draghi who's studying to be president
just as yesterday they clapped - for Andreotti the "innocent"
And poor "Celeste" no longer walks around in slippers
among the stands that occupy all the spaces - smiling and blessing his "boys"
and even Lupi has left all the gifted Rolexes at home
But the meeting goes on
"Devoid of wonder, we remain deaf to the sublime"
And Riccardi is biting his hands - asking himself: "and what about me?" - down at Sant'Egidio
And outside the door, the Left is pressing to get in.
But you no longer give promised lands
to those who do not keep them.