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12 August 2025

I love when ppl tressure simple little things .  This Italian poem about this cat - its pure heart!  Cherishing little things and nostalgia for things which I had and which I didnt ! pure love :-) 

Why is this poem like Meiyazhagan, it is making me feel the same way.  I like it so much it hurts my heart <3 :-) 

La gatta 

Music by Gino Paoli; Lyrics by Mogol (1960) 

C’era una volta una gatta
che aveva una macchia nera sul muso,
e a una vecchia soffitta vicino al mare
con una finestra a un passo dal cielo blu.

Se la chitarra suonavo
la gatta faceva le fusa ed una
stellina scendeva vicina, vicina,
poi mi sorrideva e se ne tornava su.

Ora non abito più là,
tutto è cambiato, non abito più là,
ho una casa bellissima,
bellissima come vuoi tu…

Ma, io ripenso a una gatta
che aveva una macchia nera sul muso,
a una vecchia soffitta vicino al mare
con una stellina, che ora non vedo più…

Ora non abito più là,
tutto è cambiato, non abito più là,
ho una casa bellissima,
bellissima come vuoi tu…

Ma, io ripenso a una gatta
che aveva una macchia nera sul muso,
a una vecchia soffitta vicino al mare
con una stellina, che ora non vedo più…


The Cat 

Translated by: Francesco Ciabattoni 

There once was a cat
she had a black spot on her face
and an old attic near the sea
with a window just one leap away from the blue sky.

If I played the guitar
the cat purred
and a little star came down very close
then smiled at me and went back up.

I don’t live there anymore
everything has changed, I don’t live there aymore
I have a beautiful house,
beautiful just like you wanted

But I think back of a cat
with a black spot on her face
and an old attic near the sea
with a little star that now I no longer see.

I don’t live there anymore
everything has changed, I don’t live there aymore
I have a beautiful house,
beautiful just like you wanted

But I think back of a cat
with a black spot on her face
and an old attic near the sea
with a little star that now I no longer see.

Magic, apparently magic is what I truely want. What I really really want is to sit on top of that huge huge tree under moon light with Totoro :-) 
This is not the first time this has come up in meditation, This is the second time Magic has come up as deepest desire in my meditations. The longing is strong and deep and genuine.  It makes me very emotional, This is why I love Studio Ghibli movies That is the magic I m craving for.