In an old Stage of the Scale,
in January of the nineteenth-century gala show,
ladies in decolletee,
descended from a romantic coupe.
How many and how many people in the hall,
there is all Milan in great soireeper listen to Tamagno,
the Bellincioni,
Pond,
in an old stage of the Scale.
What a wonderful season,
that rich billboard,
what list of tenons and sopranos Manon of Massenet,
Bizet's Carmen,
Between Diavolo l'Ernani,
of Puritans,
Sicilian Vespers.
Then from the old stage of the Scala,
there is the appointment in the buffet,
a dip of marsala, two three marron glaces,
and at the outskirts of Scalaoffre a bouquet of pensee.
In an old stage of the Scalanel January of the fifty-year-old gala performance in decollete,
descended from a modern cabriolet.
How many and how many people in the hall,
there is all Milan in great soireeper to listen to the daring and innovative authors .... but always come back to the stage of the Scala.
But among the novelties,
still flies and goes,
the music of the farthest times ....
Manon of Masenet,
Bizet's Carmen,
Between Diavolo l'Ernani,
of Puritans,
Sicilian Vespers...
Slowly then the curtain falls,
down the lights in the foyer ...
The room is empty and there is nothing left ...
this old stage of the old Scala,
of January of the ninety-nine.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)