It's my version of a video from this italian artist. this song is very strong and important, so I've translated the text and everybody can understand it...Enyoj!!!
There were men who have written pages, notes of a life from the inestimabile value, irreplaceable because they have denounced the most corrupt of the systems too much often ignored.
Men or angels send to you on the earth in order to fight a war of faide and of families scattered like many balls on a blood island, that between many wonders, between lemons and shells massacres sons and daughters of a generation forced not to watch, to speak low, to turn off the light, to comment quiet every bullet in the air, every body in a pit.
There were men that step after step have left a sign with courage and commitment, with dedication against an organized institution "our thing"..."your thing"... what's yours?
It's ours... the freedom to say the eyes are made to watch, the mouth to speak, the ears to listen... not only music, not only music.
The head turns and fixes the sight, thinks... sometimes sentences, sometimes forgives. Simply think, before shooting think, before saying and judging try to think...think that you can decide. Remain just a moment, a moment more with the head in your hands.
There were men who are died young, but aware that their ideas would remaine in the centuries like words, intact and real hyperboles like small miracles, ideas of equality, ideas of education against every man who does oppression against his similar against who is weaker, against who buries the conscience in the cement.
Think, before shooting think, before saying and judging try to think...think that you can decide. Remain just a moment, a moment more with the head in your hands.
There were men who have continued although around them was all burned, because in the end this life has no meaning if you have fear of a bomb or of an aimed gun. The men pass over and a song pass over, but nobody can never stop the conviction that the justice...no, is not just an illusion.
Think, before shooting think, before saying and judging try to think...think that you can decide. Remain just a moment, a moment more with the head in your hands.
Think.
BASTA mafia, omertà, paura, BASTA BASTA
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xMETALxROCKxMIROSx 2 years ago 3
grande canzone e grande video. Grande!!! BASTA MAFIA!!!!
ukdracing2 2 years ago 2