master bbon'anima
is gone to heaven. Morze jjeri,
Poor galantomo in for a Assarti
D'Asima to ttredisciora men'un quarter
Quann'io was ssciacquanno bbicchieri them. All
ccausa de pe st'infame De
them apart from beds to give them granattieri.
Eh, my bride, I know they were penzieri,
What ffanno de mazzola worse and quartered.
Nun rrimedio there, he, ever give a moment
What pprincipiò rrimette de
Partially pocket a piece of lard ffoco slow. He had arrived in
yearns to ggoccia ggoccia
What to do them in bball shoes SCE acquired influence As a
nosce dry them in the guard.
(Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli, March 4, 1837)
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