.Dopo pranzo si andava a riposare
Cullati dalle zanzariere e dai rumori di cucina
Dalle finestre un po' socchiuse spiragli contro il soffitto
E qualche cosa di astratto si impossessava di me
Sentivo parlare piano per non disturbare
Ed era come un mal d'Africa, mal d'Africa
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