[Verse: Sciacato]
Hey homie, we're there to sing
With soul and heart, Palermo in our blood
Sons of the sun, sons of the sea
Kids grown up with love and bread
Everything happens
People change, so does the world
But we're son of this land
Son of this land
[Salvo D'Angelo]
We're the sons of this city
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We always fight to get a living
Always proud to be raised here
Brancaccio, Ciaculli, Capo and Ballarò
These are the boroughs where people have problems
You can see 'em on thе motorcycles going around for the city all night along
They'rе the kids of Palermo that without any fear they face the mob
[Verse 2: Sciacato]
Kids of boroughs without law or fear
War comrades, friends and enemies
Palermo of ZEN where government doesn't have any power
Because the kids are now the owners
But where the love stays in every corner of our beautiful land
[Salvo D'Angelo]
We're the sons of this city
Bread and songs we're meant to sing
Who gets down at night to get to work
Still believing in honesty
CEP, Resuttana, Borgo Vecchio, Michelangelo together with Saint Rosalia this is Palermo
You can see 'em on the motorcycles going around for the city all night along
They're the kids of Palermo that without any fear they face the mob
CEP, Resuttana, Borgo Vecchio, Michelangelo nsiemm a Santa Rosalia chest'è Palermo
You can see 'em on the motorcycles going around for the city all night along
They're the kids of Palermo that without any fear they face the mob
[OUTRO: Sciacato & Salvo D'Angelo]
Palermo
To those who are born here, it's difficult to leave this mother
For better or worse, we're grown up here
And we're very proud to shout out "I'm from Palermo"
"I'm from Palermo"
"I'm from Palermo"