Photographer's Note

I find old Albanian men and their stories very fascianting. I had a chat with this gentleman whilst waiting in a hairdresser's to have my haircut. There were a cople of them saying something in Italian that rhymed well.
Even thought I do not speak Italian I understood it perfectly well. Here it is:

Viva il Duce, Viva il Re!
Pastasciutta non c'e' ne!
Alla fine della guerra,
Paga a tutti L'Inghilterra!

**This is a revised version of the verses as corrected by my compatriot and member of TE Led Dursaku. Thanks Led.

(any correction by real Italians will be much apprecitated)

This was sang by Italian soliders on Tomorri Mountain during the World War II just before Italo-Greek war. Duce had not capitulated yet but the provisions to Skrapari Mountains had become a problem. During this time the Italian soliders were all over Skrapari region. I tried to get an impression from these men as to how did the locals get on with the soliders and to be honest they were not clear. On one had there seem to have been some frictions and isolated fighting going on but at the same time I got the feeling that the Albanian peasants did not see it as their war.

Now for those whose Italian is worse than mine the English version:

Long live Duce long live the king
There is no more Pasta Chutta*
At the end of the war
England will pay for everthing.

*I thing Chutta must have been a type of spaghetti.

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