Carmen Consoli
Miscellaneous
Echo of Sirens
Deaf and implacable sirens
gave the sad announcement
while the sunset flooded
the deserted avenues
of dark omens
power games on our skin
on those men armed with romantic ideals
whatever the reward
it will never give back the right
we will be ready to celebrate the victory
and we will happily toast on our ruins
there will be few who redeem themselves from poverty
to rejoice in the glory however infinite
The sharp echo of sirens
on the wounds open
we were helplessly waiting for enemy attacks
perhaps for the last time
power games on our skin
on childhoods wasted, raped beyond repair
who will pay for this
br/>whoever will bear the sign of it
we will be ready to celebrate the victory
and we will happily toast on our ruins
there will be few who redeem themselves from poverty
to rejoice in the glory for how infinite
defeated and winners
we will rebuild
defeated and winners

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