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                            INTRODUZION, CHE LA GHE VOLE....               

 

                                                                                    

                                In gropa al fero vecio anca sto ano
                               
a ghemo fato tapa su a COMANO,
                               
siezento e ruti metri sora al mare:
                               
e la xe nantra storia da contare...
                             

                                La LUNIGIANA ga na gran virt¨:
                               
de farte vegner oja, 'pena su,
                               
de inforcare el ...toro par i corni
                               
e 'ndare in sbrinzolon par i dintorni;

                       tera de storia, de aqua calda e vin,
                               
distante dal paese de Suisin,
                               
ma tanto bela ca la ghemo eleta
                               
seconda mama, dopo quela de teta.
              
                          

                                Se ga riunio la stessa conpagnia          
                               
che ga za fato su la Folgaria:
                               
i soci fondaduri, Renzo e 'l Mestro,
                               
e po' Tomaso, e Oscar col so estro.

                  Le sete, forse oto paginete
                                
che segue s¨ito in coa ste siŔ strofete,
                                
le serve, come senpre, par piantare
                                
i ciodi sora 'e robe da contare,                                                                                                                                                         

                                                                 

parchÚ sen˛ sucede che coi ani,
co' riva el tremolin e altri malani,

a se desmenteghemo de ste inprese

che solo a prepararle serve on mese.

   

                                                     GodÚmose....

 

 

 

PRIMO DI'

                                                                             LUNI, 1 SETENBRE 1997

 

    A SPASSO FIN AL LAGO DE LAGASTRELLO,

    DE CAO DEL PASSO CHE SE CIAMA CONPAGNO...

     

                        INFORMAZION TENICHE:

   

                                                     Ora de partenza:         9.45
                               
             
       Ore de sela:                4.13.07
                                      
              Chilometri fati:            39
                                      
              VelocitÓ de media:      9,2
                                      
              VelocitÓ pý forte:          60,01
                                      
              Ora de arivo:               18.52

                                                                 

          

La prima matinata el sole s-cioca
          
chel tanto che'l rostisse la bicoca,
          
ma i quatro cavalieri senza macia
          
i ga corajo de vardarlo in facia,

 
     
                                    de ciapar su la fida bicicreta,

          
                               de torse in borsa pan, pumi e bareta,
          
                               de ingroparse el fazoleto al colo
          
                               e po' partire, come uno solo.

                                        
                                                    
Salita, s¨ito, par scaldare i bronbi,
                                                    
ma la va su de bruto e i quatro zonbi
                                                    
i taca par incanto za a suare,
                                                    
oncora prima de incumiziare.

                                                                          
         
...el pare na grondara                            Renzo no'l pare gnanca quelo del caso:
          
                                                                  fin che'l su˛re spissola dal naso                                                                                                                                                      el mostra a tuti quanti la so piaza
                                                                                                                                                         despanpanÓ de joze de na raza

                                                                                                                                      

grossa cofÓ na caramela valda;                                                    
          
e staltri, ch' i panteza a bota salda,
           i pensa, brontolando co retegno,                                                                                             
           che chel calore sia on bruto segno.

                                    
                                                    
Finio el primo trato de salita
          
                                          e rajonÓ sui casi dela vita,

Il Groppo di S. Pietro
                 passando in parte ai resti de on castelo
          
                                          i pensa de montare anca so quelo.

          
                               
Fin lý la strada jera tuta 'sfalto,
                               
ma le ruine jera on fiÓ pý 'n alto
                               
e par rivarghe i quatro pelegrini
                               
i ga dovesto fare ...d'i scalini;

 
          
col fiÓ pý tronco de on cavalo bolso
          
par via de chel sentiero, e col polso                                                                                

           che tanburava a zentotrenta l'ora

          
in du minuti i riva lÓ de sora.                                                                                                        

 
           Na volta mandÓ in mona la pendenza,

          
che su in montagna no se ne fa senza,

          
rivare e amirare el panorama
          
xe mejo di'e careze dela mama.

 
          
                     Na vecia, so la via dela dissesa,
          
                     la ghe domanda a Oscar se ghe pesa
          
                     suare su pa 'l pra, co chia salita:
          
                     - Signora, dise Oscar, la sconfita

          
                                                    
la xe la pezo roba che ghe sia
                                                    
e alora, cara la veciota mia,        

          
                                          xe mejo pantezare 'ndando suso
Oscar parla par metafora...
       che far de manco de catare el buso.

 
                                         
                     Disendoghe che, po', zo ghe xe 'e done
                                         
                     la vecia sbota: - ma, starÓle bone?...

                                                               al che, co la sajeza del barbiere,
                                         
                     el ghe risponde: - Avete da savere

          

                                                                che i ˛mani par so natura e vita
          
                                                     a costo de 'ndar su par chia salita
          
                                                     i pol ranciarse senza dele done...
          
                                                     e ela: - anca noantre semo bone!
                                                 

                                          Finio el batibeco e anca el sentiero,
                                         
piantÓ par ben in sela al so destriero
                                         
tuto el quarteto repÚja a sbufare
                                         
par la salita 'sfalto da domare,
         
             

                     che anca se no 'a xe on bel sterato
                    
- de quili che te fa vegnere mato -
                    
la va su, chieta, in mezo ala montagna:

                     cussita anca el gusto ghe guadagna.

 
          
Calche tavan el tenta la fortuna,
          
becando na culata e anca una
          
di' e ganbe del Maestro e de Tomaso,
          
ma ili i ghe fa apena caso...

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