all ... repeated what he had told
each takes his share of the growing memory
stories come alive.
"What can I do with every war won, the glory, the fame of the wise king? What I do with the castle of a thousand horsemen at my command? In all cities of this kingdom, the crown of this thing I do? and spring or summer, the nights when I dreamed of love, beauty, youth, what do I do now what? and you look at me and smile at me and I think at least a little in love, at least in the past, what you have given me, the one I gave you, what do I do? I want to be happy, questo voglio. Voglio avere un cuore nuovo per i giorni che verranno, voglio occhi per vedere tutto ciò che non ho visto, voglio quello che ho smarrito inseguendo l'ambizione d'esser re. Ma se son re, ma se comando. voglio essere felice. Ora, subito".Disse allora la regina: "O mio signore, io sarei pronta a dare anche la vita per la tua felicità. Ma non serve, lo so bene. Forse un tempo avrei potuto. Forse un tempo avremmo avuto più coraggio. Però il tempo passa in fretta, te ne accorgi ch'è passato sempre quando è troppo tardi per rubargli un giorno, un'ora da tenerti dentro il cuore. Sai, signore, lungo il fiume, vive un vecchio. Si racconta che sia saggio, che sappia leggere anche i segni delle stelle"."Ma è più essay of a king? "then asked the king." I do not know, but it is old and old, sir, have had more time to think. "" What is the old "re.Non had never been ordered to the old castle . He lived along the river, the river only ormai.Disse the king: "You are old and wise and I know also say that the signs of the stars. I am ready to give everything I have if you tell me how I could find happiness. Did you know? You were never happy? "" Your majesty - the old man - the stars do not always know how to give answers to our questions. The stars, your majesty, I am very far from us and do not follow our path. You ask me something I do not know, I can not answer you, your majesty, I swear. But I can tell you that sometimes the color of dawn just to be happy. Or enough for me that winter is sweet, I just need the noise river. It is enough for me, your majesty, that the memory find the faces and voices that the time has swept away. When you are the old days seem like hungry wolves and then we learn, day by day, hiding in the bottom of my heart something, someone, a silence, a glance, a smile, a tremor, a love, an old pain, your majesty. The years you take away everything but can not take away the memories. The years have no mercy but they can not stop you from dreaming about the past. So some nights in his sleep, in dreams, I'm happy as I was a child. "" But then a child six was happy, "said the old King." Maybe. I do not know, I do not remember. Majesty, the time, you know, everything changes. Nothing comes back to you as it was. It 's all lighter or darker. But I remember certain days of wonder, joy unbounded, and I remember other days of fear so great that I never tried. I can tell you now, my king. As a child, perhaps I was happy sometimes. But only sometimes. "" Do come at once a child, "then ordered the re.Arrivò the baby and he said," Listen, answer my question: are you happy? "" That means happy, "asked the child. "What does it mean? It means ... "And stops the king. Stared into space, then looked at the child in his eyes. "How can I explain - continued - it means do not be sad, never be afraid of anything or anyone, do not get bored and do not suffer. But no, not that. Not only this. I mean, you're Be careful!, which means feeling away from everything here. in a different world, like a cloud. "Ah yes, I understand," said the boy. "Sometimes I feel a fly, to find in the forest, crossing the sea. I happen to be in a house like this and feel like you re really. And I feel happy when I'm king." "And when you? " then asked the king. "When the poet tells me her stories." "Who is the poet?" "I do not know? Lives with us to the village. Everybody knows who he is. I do not know? "" Call now, the poet, "said the poet re.E arrived." If you do you know a child happy. know the secret of happiness. Rivelamelo and then ask what you want. It will make you a knight, you will be richer than me, "said the poet king." Sire, I can not, "replied the poet." I do not know the secret to make you happy. It 'easy to make a happy child, a man no. A man of my stories that do not. If now I will tell stories that make that child happy, you smile majesty, perhaps, but with a melancholy smile, smile at me and I tell you who hear, your majesty, because neither you nor I could ever be able to forget about what we are hours. Should we cancel our days, sunken, disperse in the wind. We do, Your Majesty, we do this? We should have more meaning or words of fury or anger or nostalgia, nor envy, nor memories of love, or regret, or heats, or suspects. We know it, your majesty, we can do? "" But when you tell, you, at least, are you happy? "" No, your majesty, I did not. Story that I have never happy. I tell I'm desperate. Because if the story about the wind, the wind I would be speaking. And if the story of fairies and wizards, I want to be fairy, wizard, elf, prince, king, enchanted forest, and then I would be tree. leaf, and I wish I could forget me, but be not having to tell the story, but I would not be talking word cloud of words. Your Majesty, if you knew how I feel stupid and story, as I feel useless because I am ashamed to deceive or that kid who listens to me with his heart pounding loudly. Why is all fake, your majesty: they are false joys and fears, promises and hopes, the magic, the enchantment. E 'false wisdom, the courage of heroes. It 's all wrong, your majesty, and I do that? I do believe that the child is true. "" But this way you do it happy, "then said the king." But happy for what you do not know, who has never seen, who will never see. And 'this happiness, your majesty? can always be in the account of another? And until it is happy for my stories, my fantasies, for the lies? Only a fool will always find its happiness in my story. "Then a mad can be happy?" "A fool maybe yes, majesty. Perhaps. "So the castle was taken crazy." What do you want from me - he asked the king play the fool - who you are, you want from me? "" I want to know if you're happy, "replied the king." Of course they are . Do not be you if you were king? "" But I am a king, "he said then laughed re.Il crazy, laughed aloud and said:" I will not punish, do not worry, you're a poor fool. I am the king. King of a realm that has immense lands and seas and prosperous city and people of lineage and family. I am the king. But I understand, you know. You are not the first. I've met with people who believe to be king, to have the world in their hands. They were just crazy and you're like them. You re telling me? "And he laughed again, laughed." And tell me who gave you the scepter and the crown, where is your kingdom, where are your soldiers? "" So are you happy? "Asked the king again . I'm happy, yes. I am the king. I am happy because I am the king. "And he laughed and he could hear the laughter from the vaults of the great room, and laughed as he went there, leaving everyone stunned, muti.Non the king said nothing. He bowed his head, hid his face in mani.Qualche until the tears came to his lips. He was tired now re.E the lights went out of one hundred candles, and all went away, servants, ladies and gentlemen, were the only ones. him, the king and queen, with their great surprises from the moon shadows. And the moon that night was immense, was a charm, and seemed to be there for them soltanto.Dalle two windows in the sky came the sala.Si watched in silence and in silence you could hear the breath without pain, then all of a sudden the Queen ran his hands through his hair and the king said, "Now it's late, you sleep here in my arms. close your eyes, forget about it. forget about it and get the old dreams and another heart, you'll still have your twenties and you will no longer king.'ll be the guy who was waiting for the sunrise between the slits of the towers above the sea. "He closed his eyes the king and slept.
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