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Genius English Translations - Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso Canto Nomade Per Un Prigioniero Politico Lyrics

In these days it must be certainly autumn down where we live
Dear Marta, my Marta
I remember the hay and your Normandy horses
We were free, free

On the wall images spilling humidity
Stains without freedom
Listen Marta in this strange autumn
Your horses yell, scream chained by now

What to say, to suffocate locked here, why?
Prisoner for the idea, my idea, why?

"Far away" is the road I chose for me
Where everything is worthy of attention becausе it lives
Because it's truth, livеs the truth

At least you who can, run away nomad chant
This cell is full of my desperation
You who can, don't get caught

You condemn for convenience
But my idea already assaults you

You torment my flesh alone
But my brain still lives, still
Laments of wrongly mistrusted guitars
Sigh quietly
And you women, with [your] haughty sight
[your] Mouths [are] like pomegranade
Don't cry because I
I was born... born free... free
Don't waste for me a requiem mass

I was born free