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al testo di Giorgio Mancinelli
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Brothers (sad night mine)
You forgive if the voice trembles me in to tell you what I tell you if I hardly succeed in finding the words what they allow me to go on and you excuse if I don't leave you a best world as I would have liked that was as you would like that it was. Believe me few things in the great sketch of the life the men are left to despite the good wish that I have put you in to assure you one some coherence what not always the things they succeed as we would like or perhaps as you would like that it was. For this and so much other anchor not ever felt you alone neither abandoned even if you will have to labor for conquering a place in this unknown world in which today goings penetrating what other is not given. Even if in to face with work and superhuman appointment you will finally have to fight to get that that only yours “liberty” and the justice you can give. Neither the love can make limit in the mutual respect to make to be worth other people's reasons side beside how much with affection they reciprocate also for this I make you gift of truthful promise what it doesn't know limit or expiration what it doesn't know age. And still more the voice trembles me in to tell you what in the good and in the evil this life we have to live it until after all without asking nothing or perhaps to pretend everything to live is that it right of each as I would have liked that was or perhaps as you would like that it was. . . . And the voice already comes me less in to tell you what I tell you: "bitter a great deal it is the truth, as much as it is beautiful way of living the life! " what some silence is already satisfied the word. |
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