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Roberto Vecchioni - Call still love

And the boat that flew in the sky
that children were still playing
I would have given the whole sea
just to vedermeli get

for the poet who can not sing
for the worker who no longer has his job
for those twenty years and stands to die in a
desert like a pigsty
and for all boys and girls
defending a book, a real book
so good to cry in the streets because they are killing
thought

to the bastard who is always in the sun
for the coward who hides the heart
for our memory thrown away
by these lords of pain

still call me call me love

always love this damn night
will even finish
because we fill it from here
music and words

still call me call me love
always love
in this hopeless dream
between silence and thunder
defend humanity this
also remained one man

still call me call me love
still love
always call me love

because the ideas are like butterflies
you can not take away the wings
because the ideas are like stars
not go out the storm
because the ideas are rumors of mother
who believed they had lost
and are like the smile god
spit in this universe

still call me call me love

always love this damn night
will even finish
because we fill it from here
Music and words

still call me call me love always love

continues to write the life
between silence and thunder

defend this humanity that is so true in every man

still call me call me again love
love always love
call
still call me call me love always love

this cursed night
will even finish
because from here we will fill
of music and words

still call me call me love always love

in this hopeless dream
between silence and thunder
defend humanity this
also remained one man

call still love