Before judging South Italy, try and live there.
Luckily today there’s a different atmosphere
The sun rays get in from the window
My land is so beautiful
I miss it when I leave
I’m bringing a spare postcard with
me
This place must not die
My people must not leave
My accent must sound clear
The Waste Crisis --------->(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naples_waste_management_issue)
The increase of tumors
We are the Land of the sun
Not the Land of Fires! ---------> (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triangle_of_death_(Italy))
Luckily this morning the story has
changed
I see people smiling carefree
There’s no wickedness
You feel good on the street
The world has stopped
In this beautiful day
[NEAP] It’s a good day
This morning the sun woke me up
The smell of coffee
The stereo playing songs
How much time passed since the last
time I felt like this?
Everything starts because it has an
end
But I have everything [I need]
This morning there’s nothing
missing
I hug Lil’ Gabriele
He falls asleep on my chest
He doesn’t know about problems
He doesn’t know about these idiots
He doesn’t know that life first
gives you sweet then poisons you
[NEAP] I kiss my mom
She’s already done with house works
She’s a princess in misery
She gave birth to this guy (me)
She taught me since I was little
That a dream can be true
I’d wipe off all of your wrinkles
Caused by sad things
[ITA] Forget having to leave for job hunting
New firms will prosper in our land
Forget banks, WE will lend them
money
No masters, WE will steal their
throne
There’s no line in the offices
(what?!)
And even though you root for
another (soccer) team
You’re still my brother
Make love
Instead of holding that knife
Violence was always the method of
those brainless
Cut off that line that splits North
from South
I’m watching the air to look for
who is not here anymore
It’s a new day for them too
And I’m sure I made you smile from up there too
[NEAP] It’s a good day (Refrain)
It’s a good day… (x3)
[NEAP] It’s a good day (Refrain)
This place must not die
My people must not leave
My accent must sound clear
To my uncle who gets up every morning
To Gennaro who just got a baby
To all the fish-sellers, to all the
vegetable-sellers
To all the people of this Rione ------>("rione": typical
Neapolitan city district)
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