“At the bridge I stood
lately in the brown night.
From afar came a song:
as a golden drop it welled
over the quivering surface.
Gondolas, lights, and music —
drunken it swam out into the twilight.My soul, a stringed instrument,
sang to itself, invisibly touched,
a secret gondola song,
quivering with iridescent happiness.
— Did anyone listen to it?”Friedrich Nietzsche
„There is no world beyond Verona’s walls.ˮ
William Shakespeare
“Italy is a dream that keeps returning for the rest of your life.”
Anna Akhmatova
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