What if we went to Italy,
A suitcase of books and one bag a piece for the summer …
I don't speak a word of Italian.
Except for Campari and soda for two, how much is a Lire
Yes, a villa will do and a breeze … in Tuscany please
What if we spent all of our days, improving our minds, learning new ways to be lazy
It wouldn't be too much of a strain
Relax after breakfast till lunch comes around
Can't wait for dinner, oh, I need to lie down
And refuel, out by the pool.
What if the ancients were lazy like us
Too blissed out to paint, to sketch or to sculpt
Just as relaxed as the tower of Pisa
Not ever missing that old Mona Lisa
What if we never got back on the plane
As summer turned colder and then warmer again
Losing all track of the passing of years
Till it no longer mattered how long we'd been here
What if we went to Italy
Maybe next year, just you and me for the summer
I still can't speak any Italian
But words are replaced under Sienna skies
By nothing so much as a nod, and a sigh, and a wish to be always like this.
(Mary Chapin-Carpenter)
2 comments:
Wow, I know Nora can write. Those pictures with those words, with you two, took my breath away.
As I was scrolling down getting more involved, escasping for my few moments...Then you gave credit where credit was due, a true ARTIST u r, because some of us would of never known.
Thanks for that bit of knowledge, you know we hopefully learn something everyday! Even if it's from our mistake's in life.
The Crickster
I haven't heard that song before, so I'll have to check it out. Very fun to read, but you were scaring me that you'd do it! 8^)
Great pix, as always. I love your description of turning the corner and seeing the tower. Reminded me of finding one of my favorite paintings at the Louvre that way.
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