L'infanzia ricordata (translation below)

Hope you like it :)

I miei stanchi occhi da maturando

Assistono in una tipica mattinata

A una scena che riscalda il cuore

Più di questo sole estivo di Giugno:

Un padre al tavolo accanto

Gioca con la figlia alle bambole,

Le dedica tutto il suo tempo,

Tutte le sue sincere attenzioni.

In un breve intenso secondo

Penso alla mia lieta infanzia,

Alla mia cara Copacabana

Ed ecco che

Le onde di un mare lontano

Risvegliano nella mia mente

Il ricordo dell'eco paterno:

"Domenichino, Domenichino".

Title: The remembered childhood

My tired school leaver's eyes

Watch in an ordinary morning

A scene that warms hearts

More than this June's summer sun:

A father, at the next table,

Plays dolls* with her daughter,

He dedicades her all his time,

All his honest attentions.

In a short intense second,

I think of my happy childhood,

To my dear Copacabana*

And suddenly

The waves of a far sea

Awake in my mind

The memory of the patenal's echo:

"Domenichino, Domenichino"*.

Play dolls= Dropped the "with" in both Italian and English (making a grammar mistake, sorry) not to have too many "with"s in the same verse.

Copacabana = A neighborhood in Rio de Janeiro

Domenichino = Italian diminutive of my name Domenico.

 

Author's Note

Written this while getting ready for my high school final exams. I had breakfast at a local cafe and I saw a father playing with his daughter, it inspired me this :)

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

this is a lovely sentimental write, so appropriate for this time of year as the seasons change. That last stanza
The waves of a far sea
Awake in my mind
The memory of the patenal's echo:
"Domenichino, Domenichino"*.

that's especially nice.

[Leslie Philibert]

One of my favourites on this site, the translation is very impressive, well observed; this is quality !

[Sami Khalil]

Picture perfect of bonding you have captured. Thank you for sharing...:).............

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful memory and story in the poem. I like the use of both languages. I do use the translator if I can. Good memories and thoughts become better with time. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote