Diplomâe in to 1964 - The 1964 school-leavers

Poem in genoese written by our former President, Ing. Francesco Boero, on the 50th anniversary of his diploma.
Francesco, class 5 D, got his diploma in 1964

Eimo tutti quanti di bravi figgèu.
N‟aivan dîto che a distrȗe „sta bella taera
de poeti, naveganti e … chêughi de friscèu
son staete e bombe da secunda grande gűaera
Emmo faeto e prime schèue
cantando l‟inno de Mameli.
Anchèu te van e balle a-e sèue
pe „sti erti “Valori” calpestâe da imbriaeghi bertoëli.
Se semmo trovâe , zoenotti, in ciassa Palermo
co-o coèu in remescio e tanta emoscion,
ma aveîmo sovia tutto un pünto fermo:
diplomâse e fâse na bonna posiscion.
Sentîvimo o mâ finn-a „n te osse.
Giâ o mondo e poeilo a-a fin conosce!
Ne paiva d‟ese di Re drento a-e carrosse!
Contenti comme se fiscimo in scë montagne rusce.
Quanti seugni sotto ò‟Erboo coi pennoȉn!
Quante puȉe davanti ai nostri professôi!
Ma anche dőpo e ciù dȗe interrogazioîn,
eimo e semmo de lô grendi estimatôi.
Ricordâ tutto e tutti de quelli anni cosci belli
őscuriescimo do De Amicis o libro “O Coèu”.
Ma quarcôsa a n‟a sens‟âtro impio i çervelli
pe ritrovâse sempre amixi ancon anchèu.
Cäo Erboo! Ai to pê se semmo ritrovâe.
Emmo montôo e grixelle pe andâ sempre ciù in erto;
pe sentîse ancon ciù in to spirito rinnovâe
e criâ “ZUMBAI” con coèu averto.
Ma o pensciëu o va ai nostri nèvi diplomâe.
Őua che no montâe cjù i schaen da nostra gloriosa schèua,
pensâe, sci, che v‟aspëtan navi sempre ciù modernizzâe,
ma no ve scordâe a CARRETTA, o NAUTICO e a so sede nêua!
No creddei mai ai sbraggioin e ai ciarlattein!
Ei passôu cinque anni che no poei mai ciù scordâ!
E anche se ve sentiei „n giorno grandi capitain,
tutto passa: resta solo o ricordo da-aviva de mâ.

We all were good boys
We had been told that the Second World War bombs
had destroyed our land of poets, seafarers and cooks
We attended primary school
singing Mameli's Hymn.
Today they sneer at these old values
that are trodden upon by stupid drunkards.
As young men, we met in Palermo Square
hour hearts beating with so much emotion,
but we had a clear goal in mind:
to get a diploma and a good job.
We felt the sea in our bones,
touring the world and getting to know it!
We felt like kings on our coaches!
As happy as on a rollercoaster.
How many dreams under that mast and yards!
How much fear in front of our teachers!
But even after the most difficult tests,
we did appreciated them and still do now.
Remembering everything and everybody of those
beautiful years would eclipse De Amicis's ”Cuore”.
But something has no doubt filled our souls
because we are still friends today.
Dear mast! We met at your foot,
We climbed the ladders to get higher and higher;
to feel young again we shouted “ZUMBAI”
to the world with all our hearts.
But now let's think about our grandchildren.
Now they no longer climb the stairs of our glorious school,
and they'll work on much more modern ships, but
they should not forget LA CARRETTA and NAUTICO new premises.
They shouldn't believe in barkers and charlatans!
They won't forget the five years spent in the school!
And even if they'll become great masters, they should not forget
that everything ends. Only the memories of a life at sea do remain.

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