Baustelle alfredo

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A nice round piece of sky
In summer it is above me
I don't believe it
I see it shrinking
I count the stars, now
I hear all these voices< br/>All these people have already understood
That I made a mistake, I slipped
I fell into the hole
Well done, they came right away
I was stupid
But I am help here
Those of the firefighters, the carabinieri
Meanwhile, God looked at His Son
And sent him on the air
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He pointed him out to everyone< br/>To Cossiga and the DC
To BR and Platini
To Repubblica and Rai
Death remembered
Slide in the freezing mud
The sky is a point
I don't see him anymore
Spider-Man pulled my wrist
The bone broke, now
I'm asleep or I'm dreaming,
Because I speak but the voice is not mine.
I say Hail Mary
What a stupid child
Full of grace, mother
Our Father
With the earth in his mouth
I can't breathe
Yours will be done
I don't remember well, I'm afraid
You are in the heavens
And He looked at His Son
He sent him live
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He showed it to everyone
To Forlani and the DC
To Pertini and Platini
To anyone who ever entered the Void he measured.

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