fountain & songs
November 26th 2008 16:53
I made sure to drink from every fountain in Florence that I passed. They looked cute and I suspected the water was really good too.
The one on piazza Annunziata was really antique, with big 17th century bronze sculptures. One night I was sitting on the stairs of in front of the portico of the Spedale degli Innocenti and the summer night was warm and quiet with some pale water-ink like clouds behind the buildings. A pigeon was drinking on the edge of the fountain.
Then two young girls came sitting down on the stairs and like the passing of a breeze they started singing. I think they held a guitar and a small sort of drum to play the rhythm, and the song was passionate and free and flowed on and on. I guess it was like folk music, but I'd never heard anything like that. I couldn't believe it was in a city like Florence, two girls enjoying themselves in the summer evening. I remember seeing passer-bys hurry their way and hardly turn to have a look, as if it were really common place as a night breeze. For me it was beautiful beyond description.
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