The little boy lost
«Father, father, where are you going?
O do not walk so fast.
Speak father, speak to your little boy
or else I shall be lost.»
The night was dark, no father was there;
the child was wet with dew;
the mire was deep, & the child did weep,
And away the vapour flew.
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«Padre, padre, dove stai andando?
Oh, non camminare così velocemente.
Parla padre, parla al tuo bambino
o altrimenti sarò perso.»
La notte era scura, nessun padre c’era;
il bambino era bagnato di rugiada;
il fango era profondo e il bambino pianse,
e la nebbia volò via.
William Blake da Songs of innocence