Veia digl Pader 03: Poesia

Poesia                                   

Sa rasa l'alva vischnanchetta,

SCU malageda sen igl pro.

Se sur igls tetgs igl fem cupeida,

sesur igls colms en tschiel schi blo!

Igl fagn savoira... Segl clavo

Amprov'en finc igl sies chivolt!

Fr. Alexander Lozza

Poetry

The white village lies spread out,

as if a painter had conceived it.

From roof to roof a little smoke glides,

high above, blue sky laughs.

And the smell of mountain hay... A finch, in love,

in the barn ridge practises his song!

Leza Uffer (translation)