Nella Mia Ora Di Libertà
Fabrizio De André
In My Hour of Freedom
To breathe the same air
Of a guard doesn't suit me
So I've decided to give up
My hour of freedom
If there's something to share
Between a prisoner and his guard
That isn't the air of that courtyard
I just want it to be a prison
That isn't the air of that courtyard
I just want it to be a prison
It started an hour earlier
And an hour later it was already over
I saw people come alone
And then together towards the exit
I didn't expect a mistake from you
Men and women of the court
If I were in your place
But I can't be in your place
If I were in your place
But I can't be in your place
Outside the courtroom on the street
But in the midst of the outside even beyond
I asked the best of my face
For a controversy of dignity
Many grimaces, sneers, frowns
Try to explain that it's spring
And they know but they prefer
To take it away from those who go to jail
And they know but they prefer
To take it away from those who go to jail
Many grimaces, sneers, frowns
Few faces, among them her
She's asking everything in one day
It's suggested, I'd swear
What she'll say about me to people
What she'll say, I'll tell you
For some time she had changed a bit
But not in saying my love
For some time she had changed a bit
But not in saying my love
Certainly you have to go a long way
From a gymnastics of obedience
To a much more human gesture
That gives you the sense of violence
But you have to go just as far
To become such assholes
To not be able to understand anymore
That there are no good powers
To not be able to understand anymore
That there are no good powers
And now I learn a lot of things
Among others dressed the same
Except what's the right crime
To not be seen as criminals
They taught us the wonder
Towards people who steal bread
Now we know it's a crime
To not steal when you're hungry
Now we know it's a crime
To not steal when you're hungry
To breathe the same air
Of the guards doesn't suit us
And we've decided to imprison them
During the hour of freedom
Come now to the prison
Stay to listen at the door
Our last song
That repeats to you once again
No matter how much you believe you're acquitted
You're forever involved
No matter how much you believe you're acquitted
You're forever involved