Italy

 

With accumulated disdain for his own

he looked despairingly and said

¨What are we known for - our language and opera 

his voice filled with disparaging sadness

Silence invaded our confined space

how to respond to such harsh words

Suddenly anger flared within me

words spoken with stern reproval

Opera and language - yes

but who on this planet can with you compare

A language as rich as music to the meanest ear

every word and phrase a lyric of measured beauty

When the world thinks of opera

where do hearts and minds come to be

but here in this incredible Italy