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Fausto Coppi

This poem is housed in the museum Fausto Coppi


FAUSTO COPPI

Life is a beat of wings,
circling in the wake of a dream.

A blind man saw your victories, *
touched your body:
your hands became handlebar
your foot pedals,
your legs pistons
and you began to fly.

Disciple of the wind,
solitary cyclist
with the soul rainbow,
winning over the impossible ..

Rails Turin color death
Without Coppi Coppi, **
run to exist,
overcome to be achieved,
the infinite black sky.

White Lady in checkerboard of suffering,
caimans and pettifoggers devour your life,
scimitars of hypocrisy,
stages tormented.

A new Fausto i born,
the race to the end,
Africa, kills your present ...

And ... here we are,
only men ever to command,
Remember to grind uphill,
listening to your heart wings
in immortal glory.


Ermanno Eandi


NOTE:

* The blind masseur Cavanna the samples and discoverer of Coppi.
** Coppi without Coppi, is the death of Serse in Turin, the brother of Fausto.


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