He smiles sadly: "It drinks coffee and waits for the heart to tire of remembering." Why this works for "Nostalgia"
I remember the smell of rain on the asphalt... back in 1964. Everything felt possible. Nostalgia subtitles Italian
Mi ricordo l’odore della pioggia sull’asfalto... nel millenovecentosessantaquattro. Tutto sembrava possibile. He smiles sadly: "It drinks coffee and waits
She moves toward the door, staying in the shadows: "Nostalgia is a guest that never quite leaves." Mi ricordo l’odore della pioggia sull’asfalto
The translation is kept slightly poetic rather than literal, mimicking the "Golden Age" subtitles of Fellini or Antonioni films.
(Dall’interno della stanza, la voce è un sussurro) È lo stesso. Siamo noi ad essere diversi.
The screen is grainy, bathed in the amber hue of a Roman sunset. A man stands on a weathered stone balcony, watching the swallows circle the piazza below. He holds a lukewarm espresso, the steam barely visible against the light. Lui: (Sospira profondamente, guardando l'orizzonte) He sighs deeply, looking at the horizon. Lui: Non è più lo stesso sole, vero? It’s not the same sun anymore, is it?