| You see well where you are walking
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| History
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| You see well where you are walking
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| In the midst of the mastiffs
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| Look carefully where you walk try to run because
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| In the midst of the mastiffs
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| The sooner you stop, the better to be children
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| Try to run with me because if you walk
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| You'll never, never, never, never get there
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| It's been a long time since I no longer burden mom and dad
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| I'm with the fast few
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| It is another activity
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| Opened after years of damage and various blah blah
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| They know it up there too
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| But down here it doesn't work
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| Move when you see that the moment is right
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| And on the tone
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| Because in addition there are those phases in which after you have had the bike
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| And no friends, stop you say
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| But by now it's already late
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| Days are like machine gun shots
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| Lock yourself in the trenches
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| There are those who pray to my God
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| How come you don't do your best
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| How come you don't know why we offended loudly beaten up and put in
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| cross the son
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| Now you have some ideas
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| Before being submerged by the high tide
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| That one day after another creates and raises
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| On the faithful of a church a mosque
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| And on those who rely on luck who for me is not a goddess
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| In the midst of the mastiffs
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| The sooner you stop, the better to be children
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| Try to run with me because if you walk
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| You'll never, never, never, never get there
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| The whole earth trembles and falls apart into 2 parts
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| On the one hand, destruction in favor of others
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| On the other side in parts
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| From the West to Arabia in the sand
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| In the midst of mastiffs full of anger locked in cages the fortunes
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| The continuous trend is a Bla bla bla
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| Make sure that soldiers in the city see the sun in Naples Asylum
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| It's a pact made between hyenas
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| And you speak of good if you do not understand evil as it suits you
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| If you know him
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| Then comes the worst
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| It will be because the ground itself trembles without the amment I remember
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| Which is beyond my normal limits, I feel the increase in sharks
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| I have the Hobby and the dream of goals
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| And I need to touch the bottom
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| Scarce speeches of recent days
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| Protagonists or extras in any case lost in a sea of perhaps
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| I do not fold the paper so as not to limit the hands of destinies with my Clan as
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| distant illegal immigrants
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| Suonn ca s spartn
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| Mannequin chin and man ca sbattn
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| Who escapes nun s sap
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| P sti baracchin ncopp a nu palc intact
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| Accussi 'nun parl e fantasi'
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| P quant m regards mo nisciuna eresi '
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| Ca si the soul died halfway through metamorphosis
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| Ready to da mazzat primm ebbusca '
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| Car'n e palazz but the idea remains that there
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| In the midst of the mastiffs
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| The sooner you stop, the better to be children
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| Try to run with me because if you walk
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| You'll never, never, never, never get there |