{"id":10535,"date":"2015-12-04T12:00:05","date_gmt":"2015-12-04T11:00:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/italian\/?p=10535"},"modified":"2015-12-03T12:06:16","modified_gmt":"2015-12-03T11:06:16","slug":"timeless-emigrants-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/italian\/timeless-emigrants-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Timeless Emigrants \u2013 Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

As promised in my last post, here is Part 2 of Edmondo De Amicis’ poem Gli Emigranti<\/strong><\/a><\/span> (The Emigrants).
\nIn the first half of the poem De Amicis describes the emotions of the emigrants as they board the ship which will carry them away into the unknown: the desperate men, women and children, clutching onto their humble bundles of belongings.
\nIn this second part the poet portrays both the feelings of the emigrants aboard the ship and the desolation of their relatives left behind upon the shore with only the hope that maybe one day their loved ones will return home again.<\/p>\n

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Emigranti italiani a bordo di una nave
<\/em><\/span><\/p><\/div>\n

Pur nell\u2019angoscia di quell\u2019ultim\u2019ora
\nil suol che li rifiuta amano ancora;
\nl\u2019amano ancora il maledetto suolo
\nche i figli suoi divora,
\ndove sudano mille e campa un solo.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Despite the anguish of this last hour
\nthey still love the land that rejects them;
\nthey still love the damn land
\nwhich devours its own children,
\nwhere a thousand sweat and only one survives.<\/span><\/p>\n

E li han nel core in quei solenni istanti
\ni bei clivi di allegre acque sonanti,
\ne le chiesette candide, e i pacati
\nlaghi cinti di piante,
\ne i villaggi tranquilli ove son nati!<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

And they have in their hearts in those solemn moments
\nthe beautiful hills echoing with cheerful waters,
\nand the white churches, and the calm lakes
\ngirded by plants,
\nand the tranquil villages where they were born!<\/span><\/p>\n

E ognuno forse sprigionando un grido,
\nse lo potesse, tornerebbe al lido;
\ntornerebbe a morir sopra i nativi
\nmonti, nel triste nido
\ndove piangono i suoi vecchi malvivi.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

And each of them, if he could, would probably
\nlet out a cry and return to the shore;
\nwould return to die on his native
\nmountains, in the sad nest,
\nwhere his old parents, barely alive, are crying.<\/span><\/p>\n

Addio, poveri vecchi! In men d\u2019un anno
\nrosi dalla miseria e dall\u2019affanno,
\nforse morrete l\u00e0 senza compianto,
\ne i figli nol sapranno,
\ne andrete ignudi e soli al camposanto.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Farewell, poor old ones! In less than a year
\neaten by poverty and hardship,
\nperhaps you\u2019ll die there with no one to mourn you,
\nand your children won\u2019t know it,
\nand you\u2019ll go to the cemetery naked and lonely.<\/span><\/p>\n

Poveri vecchi, addio! Forse a quest\u2019ora
\ndai muti clivi che il tramonto indora
\nla man levate i figli a benedire….
\nBenediteli ancora:
\ntutti vanno a soffrir, molti a morire.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Poor old ones, farewell! Maybe in this moment
\nfrom the silent hills bathed in gold by the setting sun
\nyou\u2019re lifting your hand to bless your children \u2026
\nBless them once more:
\nall heading towards suffering, many to die.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ecco il naviglio maestoso e lento
\nsalpa, Genova gira, alita il vento.
\nSul vago lido si distende un velo,
\ne il drappello sgomento
\nsolleva un grido desolato al cielo.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Here, the ship, majestic and slow,
\nis sailing, Genoa swings away, the wind blows.
\nA veil spreads over the faint shore,
\nand the dismayed troops
\nlift a cry to the desolate sky.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chi al lido che dispar tende le braccia,
\nchi nell\u2019involto suo china la faccia,
\nchi versando un\u2019amara onda dagli occhi
\nla sua compagna abbraccia,
\nchi supplicando Iddio piega i ginocchi.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Some stretch their arms towards the disappearing shore,
\nsome bend their faces down into their bundle,
\nsome, crying bitter tears from their eyes,
\nhug their companion,
\nsome bend their knees begging to God.<\/span><\/p>\n

E il naviglio s\u2019affretta, e il giorno muore,
\ne un suon di pianti e d\u2019urli di dolore
\nvagamente confuso al suon dell\u2019onda
\nviene a morir nel core
\nde la folla che guarda da la sponda.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

And the ship speeds up, and the day dies,
\nand the sound of cries and shouts of pain
\nvaguely confused with the sound of the waves
\nbegins to fade in the hearts
\nof the crowd that watches from the shore.<\/span><\/p>\n

Addio, fratelli! Addio, turba dolente!
\nVi sia pietoso il cielo e il mar clemente,
\nv\u2019allieti il sole il misero viaggio.
\nAddio, povera gente,
\ndatevi pace e fatevi coraggio.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Farewell, brothers! Farewell, sorrowful crowd!
\nMay the sky have mercy on you and the sea be clement,
\nmay the sun brighten your sad journey.
\nFarewell, poor people,
\nfind peace and be brave.<\/span><\/p>\n

Stringete il nodo dei fraterni affetti.
\nRiparate dal freddo i fanciulletti ,
\ndividetevi i cenci, i soldi, il pane,
\nsfidate uniti e stretti
\nl\u2019imperversar de le sciagure umane.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Tighten the knot of brotherhood.
\nShelter the little children from the cold,
\nshare the rags, the money, the bread,
\nbound together, united,
\ndefy the rage of human misfortunes.<\/span><\/p>\n

E Iddio vi faccia rivarcar quei mari,
\ne tornare ai villaggi umili e cari,
\ne ritrovare ancor de le deserte
\ncase sui limitari
\ni vostri vecchi con le braccia aperte.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

And may God let you cross those seas again,
\nand return to the humble beloved villages,
\nand find once again upon the thresholds
\nof the empty houses
\nyour old ones with their arms spread wide.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"

As promised in my last post, here is Part 2 of Edmondo De Amicis’ poem Gli Emigranti (The Emigrants). In the first half of the poem De Amicis describes the emotions of the emigrants as they board the ship which will carry them away into the unknown: the desperate men, women and children, clutching onto…<\/p>\n

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