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Nostargie King uagliuuni celentani

Quann'era criatura, in the country, no strategy
King n'ce nn'erano asphalt
spent some smelly CamIO
ch'aizava na Poola permanent.

Machine nne virivi almost never, and
quanno nne passed quarcheruna
King curro below them uagluni
rrespira ppe ' Addor the king smoke. The

ggente Fatii juorno and night
EPP s'abbusca 'the ppane, ca missing, if
curtivava the uorto
every family and all the aviano ccrape and ggaddine. At the school where

n'ce iia sulamente
EPP ffa Below the elementary Ca Fatia
syrup king school to feed them uagliuni
Iano crape vadduni to them. The

ppecciotte Cusio the house, the
aiutanno mmamme to the Faccenna
quanno Hessian and the sun ppe strata
no gguardavano nbacci to no uaglione.

Quanno you love someone re
nc'era Viers not the real king 'only
Re manna mmasciate ppe friend
And ashpettavi sott'a the barge.

Oh, what a vote iia passianno
passanno nnanti arret and peaceful without
up to you to the viria fonestra
Below the manna and tte Mman vessels. Yet it

n'ce penzo hold almost
Na ponta ponta melancholy king,
ricordanno suonni them and them projects
ca facia Nnicola ppe Below the street. No

n'cera much fun re
But no there was no joy, sang the night ppe
if the strata
alluccanno int'a to the moon the dark.

Aviv friends and re vulivi bbene,
facennno so pure riscussiumi,
to bbot nne Mann ffa 'nculo
and double no minutes had nothing.

Cco Peppino passed the king nnuotti
parlanno problems cleanly and every branch
King King philosophy is
nc'era ddio and CCHE was moral

if you love really is, you
tene sense suffering the EPP is aggente
nne face ppe ssoffre nature, uses
ppe quarcosa King ago bbene, \\

was better ave 'deaf or greets them: So
any pretext was the king pparlà bbuono
EPP and EPP CCOSI discusses
By the hour Zeche iip the strata

E 'are refined ntanto the' intellect
E iff the structure formed n'capo
Ca facia cchiù the strong character and
nne facia vence fear.
TRANSLATION

Nostalgie boys cilentani

When I was kid in my town
of paved roads do not n'eran
spent some trucks
stinking rose That only dust.

machines not used to see if they have never
And when I passed some
The kids ran after the
To breathe the smoke of his oder

People
worked day and night to earn a living, missing
Each family cultivated
the garden and all had goats and chickens

At school we only went to primary school with
For fatigue
Why
after school kids were going to feed the goats in the valleys.
The girls were sewing at home helping their mothers with chores

And when the sun came out on the street do not look


When the kids fall in love with someone
There was no way to see her alone
sent her messages through
her friends and expectations under their balcony

Oh, how many times I went for a walk
Moving back and forth without peace
Until I saw you at the window
To send kisses with his hands.

Yet when I think I very nearly
A slight touch of melancholy
Recalling the dreams and plans
What I did with Nicola the road.

Fun Yet there was not much
The night was missing the joy
sang in the street in the dark Crying


had friends and wanted them doing too many good
discussions
sometimes sent us to hell
but after a minute it was already nothing

With Peppino
spent the night talking about politics and problems of each branch of philosophy
,
if God exists and what is that moral

if you can find truly love
suffer if it makes sense to blame the people if the
Nature has made us to suffer,
if you need to do something good

whether it is better to have money or health:
short
any pretext was good to talk about
to discuss things and doing the small hours on the streets

And while it refines the intellect
It was formed in the head structure
What made the strongest characters
And we did win every fear

(dedicated to Joseph's Friends Morinelli
and Nicola Zambrano,
unforgettable comrades of those days full of dreams and ideals)