Poem in Napoletano by Salvatore Masiello about the beauty of the trembling notes of the mandolin, music that travels the world from his workshop to keep alive a tradition that passed down through generations of families in Naples

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Poem in Napoletano by Salvatore Masiello about the beauty of the trembling notes of the mandolin, music that travels the world from his workshop to keep alive a tradition that passed down through generations of families in Naples

Poem in Napoletano by Salvatore Masiello about the beauty of the trembling notes of the mandolin, music that travels the world from his workshop to keep alive a tradition that passed down through generations of families in Naples

Poem in Napoletano by luthier Salvatore Masiello about the beauty of the trembling notes of the mandolin, music that travels the world from his workshop to keep alive a tradition that passed down through generations of families in Naples

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