Fabrizio de André - il testamento di Tito

TITUS' WILL (Il Testamento di Tito)

First, Thou shalt have no God but me.
This often made me reflect,
Strangers who came from East unto me
Said 'twas the very same thing;
Though they believ'd in a different god,
No harm have they done to me,
Though they believ'd in a different god
No harm have they done to me.

Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord,
The name of thy God, in vain.
Nay, when a dagger did pierce my side
My pain and thy Name did I shout;
But the Lord, maybe, He was busy or was tir'd
And did not hear all my pain,
But He was, maybe, so distant and tir'd,
I took, really, His name in vain.

Thou shalt honour thy Father and Mother,
Thou shalt honour their stick, too,
And kiss the hand that broke your nose
When you asked them them for some food;
When my father's heart ceased to beat
I did not feel any grief,
When my father's heart ceased to beat
I did not feel any grief.

Thou shalt hallow the Lord's holy days,
'twas easy for a thief like me
To get into temples resounding with psalms
Of slaves, of their masters and all;
Yet I've never laid bound to an altar in chains
To be slaughter'd like a sheep,
Yet I've never laid bound to an altar in chains
To be slaughter'd like a sheep.

Fifth commandment: Thou shalt not steal,
And this must I have kept, for sure,
When I cleanëd out the pockets and purses
Of many an authorised thief,
But I was an outlaw and robb'd in my own name,
The others, in the name of the Lord,
But I was an outlaw and robb'd in my own name,
The others, in the name of the Lord.

Thou shalt not commit impure acts,
That is, do not waste your semen;
Get a woman pregnant anytime you love her,
So you will be a man full of faith;
Then lust disappears and the child remains
And many do starve by hunger;
I've often confused my pleasure with love
But I have created no sorrow.

Seventh commandment: Thou shalt not kill
If you want to ascend into Heaven;
Well, see how this holy Commandment of God
Was nail'd thrice to a wooden cross;
Look at this Nazarene dying in pain
And a thief's dying the same death,
Look at this Nazaren dying in pain
And a thief's dying the same death.

Thou shalt not bear false witness, yes,.
And you will help them kill someone;
They all know the Laws of God by heart
But always forget their forgiveness;
I've perjured by God and my word
And I don't regret it, I don't,
I've perjured by God and my word
And I don't regret it and won't.

Thou shalt not covet other people's things,
Nor lust after another man's wife;
Go tell it to those most lucky of men
Who do have a woman and wealth,
In other men's beds, in the warmth of love
I did not feel any regret,
Yesterday's envy isn't all over yet,
Today I envy you your life.

But now that the evening is drawing near
To release my eyes from pain,
And the sun is slipping down beyond the dunes
To violate other nights,
I'm looking, mother, at this dying man,
Mother, I'm now feeling grief,
In the compassion not yielding to grudge
Mother, I am learning to love.

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