The Ballad of the Lemon

The ballad of the lemon (Small poem on chromatic prohibitions) (Yellow sun-blinding yellow-yellow yellow)If you eat lemons will not have your periodIf you eat lemons you will not have satisfactionsIf you brush your hair while you have “those” thingsYou block them for sure(Yellow-green-yellow-yellow acid)If They come when you are a little one You stay short, dark, you remain a young ladyIf they come when you are great of age No children for you, but you’ll be a giant.(Yellow white- yellow gray- yellow) High and alone and very differentNo breastfeeding bartes and turmoilYou will be like a manLittle chair outside the homeHere is your risk (Dark yellow-yellow -only yellow) If you eat lemons nothing is beyond youIf you eat lemons your teeth will be crooked  ohimmé1If you eat lemons tall and flat  poor youIf you eat lemons ohimmé1(Yellow water-green Yellow-yellow light blue) If you shower with menstruationYou will skip a month swollen and in deprivationOtherwise bright and white Too much white too much different, always tired(Yellow solitude - yellow anathema) You’ll skip. a month and then twoFor those sangu di limoni2or for that water on  the body that smells of lemonsPoveratt’ei sangu di quei limoni3(Yellow future-black yellow - dark Yellow) If you eat lemonsEver clearer your weak skinIf you eat lemons you will not have your menstruationIf you eat lemons you will not have satisfactions(Yellow fear -choral yellow-yellow indigo) That sad destinySour acid pain yellow my, piccinna mia4Do not eat lemons and follow our wayPoveratt’ei in ce’ ccosa sei incappata5That sad destiny, Why did you run away? I have planted lemons in every houseI have planted lemons in every new houseI was fertile in my own wayColors and words are not like your progeny.I am as high as a treeFlat as a leafWhite as albedoOhimmé******what good is albedo!I am Different like every fruitI have eat the yellow the black the ugly No pinches no lemonsBecause of this I was and I am: marammei , nu limoni.7 Dialect of southern Puglia-Salento, Italy1oh poor me2damn lemons3poor you, damn lemons4my baby”5Poor you in there you have stumbled”6poor me”7poor me,one lemon