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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>ER CONFESSORE (The Confessor)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Padre... -- Dite il confiteor. -- L'ho detto. -- <br>L'atto di contrizione? -- Già l'ho ffatto. -- <br>Avanti dunque. -- Ho detto cazzo-matto <br>A mi' marito, e j'ho arzato un grossetto. -- </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Poi? -- Pe una pila che me róppe er gatto <br>Je disse for de me: "Si' maledetto"; <br>E è cratura de Dio! -- C'e altro? -- Tratto <br>Un giuvenotto, e ce sò ita a letto. -- </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">E lì cosa è successo? -- Un po' de tutto.-- <br>Cioè? Sempre, m'immagino, pel dritto. -- <br>Puro a riverzo... -- Oh che peccato brutto! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Dunque, in causa di questo giovanotto, <br>Tornate, figlia, con cuore trafitto, <br>Domani, a casa mia, verso le otto. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>english </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Father... -- Say the Confiteor [1] . -- I did. -- <br>The act of contrition ? [1] -- I have already made it. -- <br>Well then. -- I called my husband an idiot, <br>And I stole from him a silver piece. -- </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What else? -- When the cat broke a pot <br>I shouted to her in rage: "Curse on you"; <br>She is God's creature! [2] -- Anything else? -- I'm having <br>An affair with a young man, and I have slept with him. -- </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And what happened there? -- More or less, everything. -- <br>You mean always frontwards [3] , I suppose. -- <br>Also backwards... -- Oh what a terrible sin! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So, by reason of this young man, <br>Come, my dear, with a grieving heart, <br>To see me at home, tomorrow at eight o'clock.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Giuseppe+Gioacchino+Belli">Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli</a></strong></div>

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