“Tell me my destiny, Fortune-teller,
you who can see into the future:
how will the new year be like?
Beautiful, ugly or half and half?
“I find it printed in my big books
that there will certainly be four seasons,
twelve months, each in its place,
a Carnival and a Ferragosto
and the day after Monday
will always be a Tuesday.
More for now I do not find written
on the fate of the new year:
as usual even this year
it will be what people make of it! “
