The Ballad of Sante Caserio
workers to direct you is the song of this
I know that song with tears
and reminiscent of a brave young man
strong that for the sake of you braved death. To you
Caserio
burned into the pupil of the human spark
and sold to the plebs who works and groans
donaste all your love all your hope.
Eri in the splendor of life and did not see that fight
endless night of pain and hunger that hangs on the immense
uman carname.
And that raised you in the act of
pain of unknown avenger tortures Altier
avventasti you and you so good and mild
to shake the slaves, and downed at least.
trembled when the powerful and proud
new perils
but tended to think the people that the soul donaste
not including you, yet you do not piegasti.
And your twenties a feral morning
tossed to the wind from the guillotine and the world
vil grand'alma your pious high
shouting 'Long live anarchy!
But the day is approaching or guillotined
nice that your name will be sacred when purified
saran
human lives and rights of every man of science and bread.
Sleep, Caserio, by the cold earth whence
roar you hear the final war
the great battle against the oppressors
the battle between the exploited and exploiters.
you that life and the future fatal
offered yourself on the altar of the ideal
or phalanges of deaths at work
victims of other people's leisure and gold,
Martyrs unknown or row already blessed
check the great day of vengeance of justice
already the sun rises
tyrants the people no longer want.
I know that song with tears
and reminiscent of a brave young man
strong that for the sake of you braved death. To you
Caserio
burned into the pupil of the human spark
and sold to the plebs who works and groans
donaste all your love all your hope.
Eri in the splendor of life and did not see that fight
endless night of pain and hunger that hangs on the immense
uman carname.
And that raised you in the act of
pain of unknown avenger tortures Altier
avventasti you and you so good and mild
to shake the slaves, and downed at least.
trembled when the powerful and proud
new perils
but tended to think the people that the soul donaste
not including you, yet you do not piegasti.
And your twenties a feral morning
tossed to the wind from the guillotine and the world
vil grand'alma your pious high
shouting 'Long live anarchy!
But the day is approaching or guillotined
nice that your name will be sacred when purified
saran
human lives and rights of every man of science and bread.
Sleep, Caserio, by the cold earth whence
roar you hear the final war
the great battle against the oppressors
the battle between the exploited and exploiters.
you that life and the future fatal
offered yourself on the altar of the ideal
or phalanges of deaths at work
victims of other people's leisure and gold,
Martyrs unknown or row already blessed
check the great day of vengeance of justice
already the sun rises
tyrants the people no longer want.
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