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I am here for the law
or rather we are the escort
I protect an important man
I open and close the door for him
this profession has chosen me
at least I have a secure job
because I have a wife and a son
and I have to think about the future, at least as long as I have it...
I hear a clap of thunder
on this Saturday evening
stones and asphalt in the sky
of red fire and sheet metal
I don't feel bad for an instant
but now the future is a chimera
and all this for nothing< br/>just for a flag ...
I know good and evil
distinguish white from black
and if every now and then I'm afraid
it's because I feel like a foreigner
in a country that watches
that is complicit or impotent
that is silent and bows its head
it is sad to die for nothing, for no reason, like this...
I hear a crack of thunder
on this Saturday evening
stones and asphalt in the sky
of red fire and sheet metal
I don't feel bad for a moment
but now the future is a chimera
and all this for nothing
just for a flag ...
The car moves fast
among the oleanders of the fields
the smell it hits me hard
everything breaks in those flashes
it seems like the sun doesn't warm up
I'm cold I want to touch it
a soul that goes to touch
the foam of waves of the sea
and then it rises and who knows...