Fino Alla Fine
Banda Bassotti
Until the End
Buried under a pile of dirt like a branch of a burnt tree
The rubble souvenirs of war, those who wave have blackened arms
A light took you away, in a moment you saw your life
That star didn't shine on your chest
Shame guides the lead-filled carts
The hair, the teeth, and the dreams of the gypsies chase the reich 60 years hidden now
Return from within the mortars until the end, a long encounter all a lifetime the children (who) are born already grown and the flies look into their eyes the soldiers while playing at war sadly I go away
With fire inside the answers remain breathless and the nausea
That rises inside me like a weapon that keeps me awake until the end
