This poem is about a carnival that ends at some point, leaving one man alone.
vibrate the glass windows,
pass a cart with
Arlecchino and Pulcinella,
that greet you,
making you smile a little,
candy rain, noise aluminum
streamers,
rain from heaven,
in line at the cart,
a parade,
children, young, old,
enhanced by the magnificent chariot
cart that contains
dreams hope and happiness.
A pigeon flies over the car,
pigeon stealing,
the hands of children,
bread crumbs,
torn away, as the speed of
Willeneuve,
's snatched away the life.
Within hours, they all go
,
is the end of Carnival,
stay alone in the street, where
,
shortly before
were surrounded by the crowd, which
, urging
Arlecchino and Pulcinella,
have forgotten
for a while,
life's problems,
end of Carnival,
return all thoughts, thoughts that
,
arrived and do not go over, you
,
you sit on the sidewalk,
with his head resting on folded arms, and
think, even if
when Godot arrives, there will still be one happy
,
you clear your mind,
end of Carnival,
remains only in the middle of a street, asking
,
if all that joy, that Godot will remain until
, you
snatch life
how those pigeons plucked the bread from the hands of children i.
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