An Ode to Giulietta

How vainly they themselves do bring
To drive a number or the rings,
And their pragmatic drivings be
Crown’d from some want of status see,
Whose short and narrow-minded gaze
Does prudently their toils repay;
While all the joy and passion starts
To weave the garlands of the heart!

Fair pleasure, have I found thee here,
Cuore sportivo, thy spirit dear!
Mistaken long, I sought you then
In status and the eyes of them:
Your sensuous lines, in here be found,
I am to thrill and passion bound:
Society is all but rude
To this sublime beatitude!

No grey nor blue has ever fed
So amorously as your rosso red.
Mad lovers, cruel in their shame,
Say in these cars their mistress’ name:
Little, alas! they know or heed
How far these beauties yours exceeds!
Fair car! Should I thine engine stoke,
No name shall but your own be spoke.

What wondrous life in this I steer!
The Alfa growl about my ears;
Those luscious cylinders make her sing
As the road beneath to her does cling;
The sun and sea and sight of beach
Into our view themselves do reach;
Swelling con brio, as we pass,
The waves rush forward then break like glass.

When we have run our passions’ heat,
The others make their best retreat:
Those cars, that mortal boredom chase,
Are ten a cent in every place;
Giuiletta bursts the greyness so
Only that she might let passion flow;
Why operate a mere machine
When Giuiletta rhymes with all your dreams.

This weeks driving Giulietta song….

I was listening to Blur’s fourth album, The Great Escape, in Giulietta yesterday. How did I forget how good they were. Here is a classic Blur song. Great for driving to and if you see me screaming and headbanging driving along the Blackrock road it is not at the kids. It is at Damon Albarn’s fantastic tunes, energy and lyrics. You can’t help but join in!!

Go on download it. I challenge you to remain still!  Following todays theme it is quite poetic too!!