Lyrics of Morire - CCCP – Fedeli Alla Linea

Morire (original)

Non so dei vostri buoni propositi
perch non mi riguardano
esiste una sconfitta
pari al venire corroso
che non ho scelto io ma dell’epoca in cui vivo
la morte insopportabile
per chi non riece a vivere
la morte insopportabile
per chi non deve vivere
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anche se non ne hai voglia
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(translation)

I don't know of your good intentions
because they don't concern me
there is a defeat
equal to being corroded
that I did not choose but of the era in which I live
unbearable death
for those who did not manage to live
unbearable death
for those who don't have to live
praise to Mishima and Mayakovsky
you must disappear
even if you don't feel like it
and you can only count on you
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