This morning fortunately there is a different air, the sun with its rays penetrates through the window, how beautiful is my land, I miss it when I leave, I bring a card of reserve. This place must not die, my people must not leave, my accent must be heard, the massacre of the refusals, the increase of tumors, we are the land of the sun, not the land of the fires. This morning fortunately the story has changed, I see people smiling and carefree, there is no malice and we are well on the road, the world has stopped in this splendid day. It's a good day, this morning the sun woke me up, the smell of coffee, austere and beautiful song, how long I haven't been like this, everything starts because I'm going to do it, but I don't miss anything, this morning I don't miss anything, from Braccia to Cabrini, I fall asleep with my head still, I don't know about my problems, I don't know about these schemes, I didn't know that life was sweet and then bitter. I kiss my mother, I'm ready to serve, a princess in misery, I put my head on her knees, little parade, I give her my misery, I throw away all the crutches and all the sad things. Forget to go out for work, new companies will flourish in your territory, forget the banks, we will lend them the gold, I will give masters, we will steal their throne, there is no queue at the door, if you have another team you are the same, my brother, make love instead of stabbing that knife. Violence has always been the method of those who don't have a brain, cut that line that divides north and south, look at the sky to look for those who unfortunately are no longer there, it's a new day for them too, and I'm sure that a smile I took from you up there. It's a new day for them too, this morning the sun woke me up, the smell of coffee, austerity and vacation, how long I haven't been like this, everything with me is already a little bad for me, but I don't miss anything, this morning I don't miss anything, from Braccia to Gasperini, I fall asleep with my head still, I don't know about my problems, I don't know about these schemes, I didn't know that life was sweet and then bitter. It's a new day for them too, this morning the sun woke me up, the smell of coffee, austerity and vacation, how long I haven't been like this, everything with me is already a little bad for me, but I don't miss anything, this morning I don't miss anything, from Braccia to Gasperini, I fall asleep with my head still, I don't know about my problems, I didn't know that life was sweet and then bitter. It's a new day for them too, this morning the sun woke me up, the smell of coffee, austerity and vacation, how long I haven't been like this, everything with me is already a little bad for me, but I don't miss anything, this morning I don't miss anything, everything with me is already a little bad for me. www.mooji.org