Non È L'inferno
Emma Marrone
This Isn't Hell
I’ve given my life and blood for my country
And I find myself struggling to make ends meet
In God’s hands, his prayers
I swore my loyalty while becoming a father
Two wars with no guarantees of coming back
Just medals for the honor
And if someone hears these simple words
I speak for all those poor souls
Who still believe in the good
And if you, who have a conscience, lead and believe in this country
Tell me what I should do
To afford my meals
To find a place to stay
Tell me what I should do
No, this isn’t hell
But I don’t understand
How it’s possible to think
That it’s easier to die
No, no.. I don’t expect it
But I still have the dream
That you’ll listen to me and words won’t be left unspoken
I thought about this invitation not out of pity
But to look it in the face and let it savor
A bit of wine and a little food
If only you knew how hard I’ve worked to speak
With my son who, at 30,
Fears the dream of getting married
And the nature of becoming a father
And if you knew how hard it is to think
That for one day of work
There are those who still have more rights
Than those who believed in the country of the future
No, this isn’t hell
But I don’t understand
How it’s possible to think
That it’s easier to die
No, no.. I don’t expect it
But I still have the dream
That you’ll listen to me and words won’t be left unspoken
Words won’t be left unspoken
How is it possible to think
That it’s easier to die
I don’t, I don’t expect it
But I still have the dream
That you’ll listen to me and words won’t be left unspoken
Words won’t be left unspoken
Words won’t be left unspoken