| 'O Earthquake!
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| Inside the guilty and outside the names
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| Noon of fire and blood between honorable families
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| On the market the violin sings the ballad of immunity, oh
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| We want the ladrones, we want all their names
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| Earthquake and eclipse in the sun
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| The shutters listen to you
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| Abandoned by sad history
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| I'm scared ma and I want to eat
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| Flowers and lead
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| Blood to blood
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| It was centuries, centuries, centuries ago
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| Or maybe a moment a moment a moment a moment
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| The thief, tell me who he is
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| I want the name, I want the name
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| The thief, tell me who he is
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| I don't know anything, I don't know where
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| I don't know who it is
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| He is a parasite a parasite
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| The thief tell me where he is
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| Midday sings the violin
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| Here it is called fatality
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| Fight the terror, try to give him his face and name
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| Earthquake of flowers and blood
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| It is not the hunger me the ignorance that kills!
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| Fight the terror, try to give him his face and name
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| But not a moment a moment a moment more
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| Because it's already too much already too much already too much already too much
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| The thief, tell me where he is
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| I want the name, I want the name
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| The thief, tell me who he is
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| I don't know anything, I don't know where
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| I don't know who it is
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| It's a parasite a parasite
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| The thief tell me where he is
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| I want it here
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| The thief, tell me where he is
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| I want the name, I want the name
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| The thief, tell me who he is
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| I want it here
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| Inside the guilty, outside the names
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| Or 'earthquake' ...
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| 'fuck the honor and the omerta' |