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Sidon

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My baby, oh my baby,
your full lips in the sun
like honey, like honey,
sweet benign tumor
of your mother’s womb
squeezed in the sultry
summer heat
 
and now, just a clump of blood
and ears and milk teeth
 
and the eyes of soldiers, those rabid dogs,
with foam dribbling down their jaws,
pursuing people like wild beasts,
until the smell of fresh blood
drives them over the edge of lust
 
and then rifle barrels in the neck, prison bars,
and in the wounds, the poisonous seed of deportation,
so that on this land of ours from the plains to the shore
no tree, no blade of corn, no son can ever grow
 
Farewell, my baby,
our heritage is hidden
in this town
that is burning, burning
in approaching dusk,
an inferno of flames
for your death so small.
 
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Sidún

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Fabrizio De André: Топ 3
1.Bocca di rosa
2.La guerra di Piero
3.Amore che vieni amore che vai
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