Il 16 gennaio del 1969, nella storica e centrale piazza San Venceslao, a Praga, un giovane studente di filosofia, Jan Palach,in segno di protesta per l'invasione sovietica, si cosparse di benzina e...
Il 16 gennaio del 1969, nella storica e centrale piazza San Venceslao, a Praga, un giovane studente di filosofia, Jan Palach,in segno di protesta per l'invasione sovietica, si cosparse di benzina e si diede fuoco.
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Some of them die in the memories It is much more than losing his life Where are those who leave the black And you forget Some of them die while walking To go to hide their age In the great desert of snow white Promising I want to die in your arms (x2)
Some of them die because it's beautiful To see the sunset And wait for the new day On the other side Some of them die in their sleep By offering a smile to the angels There's children who still die And earn foreign exchange I want to die in your arms (x2)
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Some of them die to late
When their paradise rose
Some of them die randomly
From a gamble
Some of them die without knowing
They are never really born
Some of them die without hope
And full of money
I want to die in your arms (x2)
It is much more than losing his life
Where are those who leave the black
And you forget
Some of them die while walking
To go to hide their age
In the great desert of snow white
Promising
I want to die in your arms (x2)
To see the sunset
And wait for the new day
On the other side
Some of them die in their sleep
By offering a smile to the angels
There's children who still die
And earn foreign exchange
I want to die in your arms (x2)