ciao Niandra... pure io ero a bari... e pure per me era il primo .... di una lunga serie spero...
I have forgot much, Camilla, gone with the wind,
Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng,
Dancing, to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind;
But I was desolate and sick with an old passion,
Yes, all the time, because the dance was long;
I have been faithful to thee, Camilla, in my fashion.