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Ligabue Luciano
Ligabue 1990
Angelo Della Nebbia
Chosen by who knows what hand
to be thrown into the fog
for those who have already resigned themselves to the fog< br/>and he has hunched shoulders and damp clothes
Runs finished in the morning
with the heart beating in a pile of sand
on slices of asphalt with a caved-in surface
two hares each they stop there anyway
they stop to scream:
We are here angel of the fog
look at us
just throw us a little color
angel
you can do it hear or not? you are there'? you are there'? you are there'? you are there!!!
There is a pot full of life
stake in bets already lost at the start
but first of all they must all be played
that the bookie decides have some fun
can you hear everything right or not???
Noises and muffled bodies
and drops that try to wet us inside
two hares give each other a good shake
and at the next field they stop for a while
they stop to shout:
We are here angel of the fog
look at us
just throw us a little color
angel< br/>can you hear us or not? you are there'? you are there'? you are there'? you're there!