Genova per noi

with that kind of face
that expression kind of like that
that we have
before going to Genoa
and every time we wonder
if that place where we go
won't swallow us and we won't come back
yet we are kind of relatives
of those people over there
who like us and maybe a bit wild
but the fear that the dark sea gives us
that moves even at night
never stands still
Genoa for us
who are at the bottom of the countryside
and have the sun in the square
rarely the rest is
rain that wets us
Genoa I was saying is an idea like any other
that kind of face
that expression kind of like that
that we have
while we look at Genoa
as every time we sniff it and
we move cautiously a bit
we feel like strays
monkey of light and madness
mist fish Africa
sleep nausea fantasy
and meanwhile in the shadow of their closets
they keep linens and old lavenders
let us return to our thunderstorms
Genoa has all the days the same
in an immobile countryside
with the rain that wets us and the
red prawns are a dream
and the sun is a flash
yellow on the windshield
but that kind of face
that expression kind of like that
that we have
that we have seen Genoa mmm.