Poems

Pamphlets reported by popular tradition


Partinellu

Partinellu breaks doors
Blacksmiths
They use the note
Because no one hears them
And with that ungrateful hand
They were cheese and grain

Introduction

Entrance country of nazza
Who knows all gallant men
They split the middle square
Beef or beef

No weight and no price

Everyone takes their piece

Osani

Osani cume Palneca
One takes it and the other denies it

Ghirulatu

Gjirulatinchi gjirulatinchi

in one day twenty will die

from twenty to twenty-one

let there be none left

under a closed table

that he snatched the cure from him

Curzu

You who count the crowds

of lies if kneaded

you would despise the sun

although he warmed you up

that most of the winter

if always half naked

For Curzu, this is a stanza taken (all by chance !!!!) from Minicale's Cuntrastu

Yes

Either way

Hungry, cold

and fantasy

Dictons reported by an old shepherd from the Niolu

In memory of the young man who fell in love with our eucalyptus trees

One hundred and ten eucalyptus trees raised their majesty,

Their proud humility, all along the aisle,

Releasing their scent, under the salty sprays,

Intoxicating alchemy, which one cannot hate.

Over time, bad, rights, they had remained,

From their heavenly height, overlooking the valley,

Perfumed with their exhaled stream of gasoline ...

Man and his madness even resisted.

Thus, life, always, when Wisdom prevails,

Offer to man, treasures, visions, which carry him.

Mine gave me Partinello one day;

May this manna in you make you meet

This piece of land at sea, this jewel of the country,

Then, you will sing: "How beautiful everything is!"

Francky

This poem is the work of a young man passing through Partinello.

These parents passed this text on to us in memory of their sadly missing son.