Come on baby / sit here/sit here
Do you know where are you?
You are in the slot machine.
Don’t be afraid
the room seems dark
everything is off now
and wind doesn’t blow
but the time will come
yes, your time will come.
Have they already put your face on the roller, uh? Have they?
You will see, will see
it will be like a summer dream
all din-din and glittering lights
it will be all turns and stops
turns and stops
turns and stops and golden coins
And time will be not enough
will be not enough
there will be only a silver light
and there will be laughs
lots of laughs
lots of laughs and turns and stops
You do not have to watch the desperate faces
Have they already put your face on the roller, uh? Have they?
Now you are in the slot
we are the jackpot
the game cannot stop
enjoy the shot
Come on baby / sit here/sit here
Do you know where are you?
You are in the slot machine.
Now you’re in
we have liters of gin
and the shivers under the skin
don’t forget the pin
are you ready for the spin?
Now they have your face on the roller
your face on the roller
and you can do nothing
nothing of nothing
it will be all turns and stops
turns and stops
turns and stops and glittering lights
do not cry baby/ sit here/sit here
do you know where you are?
You’re in the slot machine
Do you hear the drin?
Do you hear the drin?
This is your moment,
this is your time,
they have your face on the roller
your face on the roller
You do not have to watch the gaping mouths
do think only to turns and stops
turns and stops
turns and stops and summer nights
the traffic-jammed streets
the enchanted shop windows
the silver beads
the streamers
the roller coasters
Come on baby / sit here/sit here
Do you know where you are?
Dop Amina (Italy) translation from Italian by Slow Words
We interviewed the poet here
The cover – Fragile 1995-98 (2018) – is a work by Robin Gillanders seen at Machine à Penser, Fondazione Prada, Venice