Once upon a time in the southern areas
A small town lost in the sun
People lived in its warmth
And a piece of land to cultivate.
It was governed by four lords
Who had endless goods
They exploited people without rancor.
They enjoyed watching others suffer.
Rit. And the laborers work every day
For a few lire and children to support
But with an anger inside their heart
That was just waiting to explode.
After some time, an ordinary day
A famine invaded that region
The land was barren and without fruit
Without scent or color.
But we continued to wake up at dawn
And go at work every morning
For something to give to the lord
And inside an ever greater anger.
At the end of the month some people
They went to the boss for a few coins
But he shouted at them
no, you will die Of fame e Of thirst.
Rit. But their hearts had burst
And their blood was boiling
Then they gathered together all the people
Saying the Gentleman non wants pay.
Andaron in the square with the flags
Screaming loudly against the master
There were many for justice
They were overwhelmed by emotion.
They entered the man's house
Who had betrayed their dreams
And they took him to the place where
He had to pay his debts.
They put the flag around his neck
He bowed his head to the ground
And when the people fell silent
He had to sing the red flag.
The performance ended
Now freedom had come 
The people went home happy
/>He was stronger against his master.
Rit. Their anger had calmed
Their justice had triumphed
But today history has not passed
No one in the world should be exploited anymore.

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS