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Non \u00e8 vero, dolore, io ti conosco,
\ntu sei nostalgia di vita buona
\ne solitudine di cuore oscuro,
\ndi nave senza naufragio o rotta.<\/p>\n
Come cane abbandonato che non ha
\ntraccia n\u00e9 olfatto e vaga
\nper le strade, senza una meta, come
\nil bimbo che la notte di una festa<\/p>\n
si perde tra la gente
\ne l\u2019aria polverosa e le candele
\nsfavillanti, attonito, ed adombra
\nil suo cuore di musica e di pena,<\/p>\n
cos\u00ec vado io, ubriaco, malinconico,
\nchitarrista lunatico, poeta,
\ne pover uomo in sogno,
\nsempre cercando Dio dentro la nebbia.<\/p>\n
Antonio Machado<\/em><\/p>\n * * *<\/em><\/p>\n Y no es verdad, dolor, yo te conozco,<\/em> Como perro olvidado que no tiene<\/em> se pierde entre el gent\u00edo<\/em> as\u00ed voy yo, borracho melanc\u00f3lico,<\/em> Antonio Machado<\/p>\n * * *\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Sorrow, it is not true that I know you; Like an abandoned dog who cannot find gets lost among the crowd, that\u2019s how I am, drunk, sad by nature, Antonio Machado<\/em><\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1894,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[38],"tags":[154],"class_list":["post-1895","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-foto-pensieri","tag-antonio-machado"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1895","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1895"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1895\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1894"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1895"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1895"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1895"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nt\u00fa eres nostalgia de la vida buena<\/em>
\ny soledad de coraz\u00f3n sombr\u00edo,<\/em>
\nde barco sin naufragio y sin estrella.<\/em><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nhuella ni olfato y yerra<\/em>
\npor los caminos, sin camino, como<\/em>
\nel ni\u00f1o que en la noche de una fiesta<\/em><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\ny el aire polvoriento y las candelas<\/em>
\nchispeantes, at\u00f3nito, y asombra<\/em>
\nsu coraz\u00f3n de m\u00fasica y de pena.<\/em><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nguitarrista lun\u00e1tico, poeta,<\/em>
\ny pobre hombre en sue\u00f1os,<\/em>
\nsiempre buscando a Dios entre la niebla.<\/em><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nyou are the nostalgia for a good life,
\nand the aloneness of the soul in shadow,
\nthe sailing ship without wreck and without guide.<\/p>\n
\na smell or a track and roams
\nalong the roads, with no road, like
\nthe child who in a night of the fair<\/p>\n
\nand the air is dusty, and the candles
\nfluttering,-astounded, his heart
\nweighed down by music and by pain;<\/p>\n
\na mad and lunar guitarist, a poet,
\nand an ordinary man lost in dreams,
\nsearching constantly for God among the mists.<\/p>\n