Twinkle, twinkle

Back in 1989, roughly at the same time I had my first PC (one event that would mark my subsequent life) I was reading in my county house “Le scienze” (the italian Scientific America edition) and the introduction of a Pulsar astronomical article had a little poem in it.
It was “Brilla Brilla mia stellina…”. I already had a telescope and was deeply impressed by the wonders of Sky. I still remember the little poem, as I managed to learn it by heart, and it also marked my life in a twisted way.
Years later, I didn’t become an astronomer, nor I did become a scientist, but I still remember the old little poem. Thanks to the net I also found the original, untraslated version.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

(Jane Taylor)
Proof that we’re still willing to dream?

WWWWS.

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