Luglio, Agosto, Settembre (Nero)
- Area (1973)You are listening to the song Luglio, Agosto, Settembre (Nero) by Area, writer by Area in album Arbeit Macht Frei. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
Giocare col mondo facendolo a pezzi
Bambini che il sole ha ridotto già vecchi.
Non è colpa mia se la tua realtà
Mi costringe a fare guerra all'omertà
Forse un dì sapremo quello che vuol dire
Affogar nel sangue con l'umanità.
Gente colorata quasi tutta uguale
La mia rabbia legge sopra i quotidiani
Legge nella storia tutto il mio dolore
Canta la mia gente che non vuol morire.
Quando guardi il mondo senza aver problemi
Cerca nelle cose l'essenzialità
Non è colpa mia se la tua realtà
Mi costringe a fare GUERRA ALL'UMANITÀ.
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حبيبي
بالسلام حطيت ورود الحب ادّامك
بالسلام مسحت بحور الدم علشانك
سيب الغضب
سيب الالم
سيب السلاح
سيب السلاح وتعال
تعال نعيش
تعال نعيش يا حبيبي
ويكون غطانا سلام
عايزاك تغني يا عيني
ويكون غناك بالسلام
سمع العالم يا قلبي وقول
سيبوا الغضب
سيبوا الالم
سيبوا السلاح
وتعالوا نعيش
تعالوا نعيش بسلام
مصرية
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My darling
With peace, i put the roses of love in front of you
With peace, i wiped the seas of blood because of you
Let the anger
Let the pain
Let the weapon and come
Come to live
Come to live, my darling
And be peace our cover
I want you to sing "my eyes" "ya Einy"
And be your singing with peace
Let the world hear, and say
Let the anger
Let the pain
Let the weapon
And come to live
Come to live with peace
Egyptian.
Playing with the World making it into pieces
Children that the sun has reduced to old age.
It's not my fault if your reality
Obliges me to make war to the cospiracy of silence
Discoloured people almost all equal each other
My rage reads on the newspapers
Read in the history all my pain
You see my people who don't want to die
When you see the World without having problems
Look for essentiality into the things
It's not my fault if your reality
Obliges me to make WAR TO THE MANHOOD.
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