Traduzione Italiano

Granada

Inky rain lashed the streets of Granada,
I went there to forget;
The smell of black tobacco lifted me
Into bars, strewn with shreds of paper,
I thought it exotic,

But  was told it was filth,
A bullfighter, triumphant on TV,
Riding shoulder high,
Held aloft the dripping trophies,
Red stained the gold,
Then they dragged the corpse away,
And raked the sand,

To begin again.