24-Ragazza italiana-v2

06JL2013

J'arrive de Gent. J'y ai rencontré une belle fille. Une Italienne, Je vais lui écrire un poème.

Je vais faire une tentative de poème en anglais. C'est une première. J'ai parlé en anglais toute la fin de semaine, alors pourquoi pas écrire.

Ragazza italiana

When I rest, on the center of anywhere.

I saw a girl, a women.

An beautiful women.

I saw these shoes.. they are brown.

I saw his jeans... it is brown.

I saw all these clothes... is fitting.

I like it.

But it finish, she gone.

I will probably never meet again.

but you come back, again.

I saw you .

I saw you again.

but this time, I follow you.

you walk,

you took pictures,

you go anywhere like an tourist.

you are a tourist.

Definitely.

Finaly you sit near my hostel,

and you start to draw.

I'm observe you.

I'm on the other side.

What can I do?

If I do nothing, nothing happens.

What can I do?

With incredible energy.

I talk to you!

Do you speak french?

Is my first question.

A fatal question.

but with my approximate english I continue.

I'm happy, we communicate.

I'm happy, you are a beautiful girl.

I'm happy, is almost a love at first sight.

After one beer you leave me.

You leave me alone in this city.

But you give me your email.

A way to meet you again.

The same day I have a rendez-vous.

Walk and talk in one park.

But you leave me again.

For a long periode this time.

If you are too alone.

Write me.

Write me a email.

I'm a motivates man.

I will appear just like a genius in the lamp.

GD