Nun c'è sabbato senza sole, nun c'è femmena senz'ammore
There’s no Saturday without sun, and no woman without love.
What it means
Some things always come back, even when they seem to be over.
A story
The coffee of a life found again
My grandmother was widowed at fifty-two and told everyone that, for her, it was over. For ten years she wore dark clothes. Then a gentleman from the floor above started bringing her the newspaper every morning, and she started leaving him coffee on the landing. They never married and never gave it a name. They went to the beach together on Sundays, with two folding chairs in the trunk.
The Smorfia
Rimmofatt! is symbolic entertainment. It doesn't predict winnings, doesn't increase your chances of winning and doesn't take bets. It is not a gambling service.