…for Christmas
Venice can feel like a city of ghosts; of illustrious spectres whispering for you to follow them —
To haggle in the Rialto Market with a latter-day Merchant of Venice, or roam the world’s first ghetto with Shylock, or capture Canaletto’s canals with a camera. Perhaps sit-and-sip with Proust’s ghost in Cafe Florian, or down a Bellini at Harry’s Bar, or even promenade arm-in-arm along Casanova’s canals.
By all means follow these ethereal sirens but also heed the voices of flesh-and-blood Venetians.
Buon Natale
5 comments:
Frohe Weihnachten "little sis"
T’was the night before Natale, when all through your house, not a creature was stirring, not even the furry creature in the cantina, Giancarlo the mouse!
Buon Natale to you, and to all a good night!
Piangendo Francesco,
disse un giorno a Gesù:
Amo il sole, amo le stelle,
amo Chiara e le sorelle,
amo il cuore degli uomini
amo tutte le cose belle.
O mio Signore mi devi perdonare
perché te solo io dovrei amare.
Sorridendo il Signore
gli rispose così:
Amo il sole, amo le stelle,
amo Chiara e le sorelle,
amo il cuore degli uomini
amo tutte le cose belle.
O Francesco non devi piangere più,
perché io amo ciò che ami tu.
Much love-
'The greatest good you can do for another is not just to share your riches but to reveal to him his own.'
~Benjamin Disraeli
Merry Christmas
Weinend sagte Franziskus eines Tages zum Herrn:
Ich liebe die Sonne und die Sterne.
Ich liebe Klara und ihre Schwestern.
Ich liebe das Herz der Menschen und alle schönen Dinge.
Herr, Du musst mir verzeihen, denn nur Dich sollte ich lieben.
Lächelnd antwortete der Herr:
Ich liebe die Sonne und die Sterne.
Ich liebe Klara und ihre Schwestern.
Ich liebe das Herz der Menschen und alle schönen Dinge.
Mein Franziskus, Du musst nicht traurig sein, denn das alles liebe ich auch!
Thank you, Baldur, for the original texts. Happy Holidays.
Post a Comment