| We were out and about at night, we together
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| And hold me in your palm, me alone
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| You would hold your hand, cruel one
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| Up to almost deny me the flight
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| Tell me, would you kill a nightingale?
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| You know now everyone says to me «You got up», «You came back», right?
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| The thing that struck me most of all of that period
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| It was the ferocity with which they turned against us
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| Y-you remember her don't you?
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| It was, it was incredible
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| Before continuing, however, I want to ask you a question
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| If you had the chance would you ever hurt something harmless?
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| Just for the fun of it?
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| I remember when we used to climb over the trees
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| To see what shape angels were made of
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| Sitting on the branches, about the height of the nests
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| You know it's easy to judge a naked man when he's dressed
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| When he got dressed ', he got dressed'
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| About the height of the nests
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| You know it's easy to judge a naked man when he is dressed
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| So that I saw the smallest of the sparrows
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| Tired of his nest and staying within the margins
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| His brothers watch him as they fly
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| Saying "I try, no"
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| The abyss, the thrill of tightrope walkers
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| Tell me can you imagine, the foxes below gather in a group
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| Though an easy meal crafty, it doesn't seem real
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| So that those forked tongues move
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| But foxes make nests on the ground and sparrows make them in the sky
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| And the undecided little bird at the crossroads
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| Distracted by the infamous comments, he lost his balance
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| Killed by a bad gesture just to hurt
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| Please don't judge me if I want to fly
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| A bit'
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| A little, a little, a little
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| Please don't judge me if I want to fly just a little longer
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| And a little, a little, a little, yeah
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| Gravity is always there but you can't fall if you don't fly, no
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| There was a moment when I was afraid
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| I felt conditioned by what was happening around me
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| And I didn't know where to turn
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| I'm not saying I'm not afraid now
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| But at least I know where to go
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| Yah, yah
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| Yah, yah
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| QT
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| Yah
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| Tell me would you ever hit an innocent? |
| (No!)
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| You deny with your head and yet you always do (You always do)
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| Your finger pointing at you
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| It was like plugging it into a power outlet
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| Ah, because you weren't aware
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| Now that I'm ringing like a call center
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| The voices in my head say:
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| "Hernia they didn't kill you, they gave you a motive"
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| They are all friends, now all friends
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| Because my beautiful bike is starting to thrill
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| At my table will sit whoever was there
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| The wine will wash away the scars
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| I pay the bill and they'll eat anchovies (Hey)
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| Underrated a lot, I said "Yeah, alright"
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| My time is coming, I'll be, yes, cruel
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| Because I have the flow of a legion
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| God gives me reason
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| The mic is my cane, I'm trying to be the shepherd
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| (No!)
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| Do you really think I didn't notice?
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| That what I write to them not even for a dream
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| Fate is strange, you know
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| A dead bird sometimes comes to life in a crow's body
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| Always sophisticated, arrogant if needed
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| A man knows how to have the cold blood of a snake
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| To walk with your head held high, you know, you fall
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| Who doesn't fall is because he's always crawled like a worm (Yeah)
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| They will give to Caesar what belongs to Caesar
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| In the case Cesare knows how to take without hesitation
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| Why do you know who is celebrating right away? |
| Only those who are weak
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| The winner is the one who lasts and there is nobody here in a decade
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| I turned fear into courage
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| You will see that I wrote in 68
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| This here is a taste
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| We needed one, yes, that was a normal one and gave blood
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| This is why they shout "Mattali" as I pass |