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Negrita - The book in one hand, the bomb in the other

N I serve on comments ...

The car you drive

looks good is not yours,

pay the daily

the manufacturer of sewage

going to dinner with the saints

t'infilano that the bombs in his pockets.

And wars are

burning guys like you

falling with the dream of protecting a dream

church and the people crying

makes extensive and tightens,

in front-row seat

there is always a housekeeper

dealing with the merchant

and dinner with the saints

pulling bombs

and reckoning

and the cycle will not break,

the war is not holy,

but we're getting there ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand ...

The bread is the body,

in wine is the blood

gold as the devil,

humility the saint .. .

The bread is the body,

in wine is the blood

gold as the devil,

humility the saint ...

spark a ring

yellow metal,

the compassionate hand

salutes the Council ...

wrist twins

of ruby \u200b\u200bred,

on a white dress

silk and linen ...

Purple is a mantle

of glory and pride,

a cross on his chest

above with his Holy ...

"m'immortalate not!"

said his song,

"I do not bandied about!"

cried his tears.

The bread is the body,

in wine is the blood

that God forgive us,

if we are praying ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand ...

THE BOOK IN HAND,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand ...

We fire,

we are right.

we are older,

be more attentive,

be stronger

of those who hit us ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand,

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

with the book in one hand ...

THE BOMB THE OTHER ...

THE BOMB THE OTHER ..

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H year elected Miss Italy 2009 and not me 've noticed ... things start to passing me and I have not the slightest reaction ... maybe I'm becoming numb or too distracted?? Or is not something that needs consideration as the cultural level of Italian television ... tell me that it is the latter option, please!

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clearly a sense, hide it or live it, what to do in your life? He talked with a friend what is love, trying to figure out how to live together to get where and what to do. The desire to achieve, the desire to grow and hope to have. Dreams and reality are often two completely different things unfortunately, but this can not change the strategy to taste things. What could it be? The answer I often give to this question is that man is not capable of love than himself. The willingness and ability to give something, as it is difficult to spend his life for someone else, be able to eliminate their self-interest to give himself to others, as it is difficult not to suffer. We often talk about randomness, we we take the responsibility, but breathing is a natural gesture, a gesture mechanic? We are imperfect, and when we realize this, when we realize that all the stars do not revolve around the earth, but it is only a small star in the multitude of infinity. Imperfect, imperfect to love themselves and others, all relative, but in life you try to live up to the last moment. What happens? continuously enter into the dark tunnel, we do not see the light at the end, there is no light. But so what? The will (Thus spoke Zarathustra) to get to the end and watch and see. If we get halfway there we compentono the faults there, we walked conscious of having given the best of ourselves, and please do not go back .......

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Brotherhood

A shot romboante and lightning passed over our heads ... it was sheer normality now ... just the usual hole in the night ... we were accustomed to. The silence after it was torn by screams, we were crazy. It was just another made uniform in tatters, another young life destroyed, nothing more, a number which no one cares nothing. Cover themselves with glory, I wonder, but as you can cover with glory in infamy ....
I went, it was a bad wound, a wide-eyed young man, who did not remember ever having seen. Even young, pity he did not have time to learn anything, now has a hole in the abdomen, caused by a splinter from a mortar. There was nothing more to do, the intestine spill.
"I feel cold ...".
looked at his eyes, eyes in disbelief ... I took a cigarette, lit it and offered it to him.
"Captain, it is death? You know, now I happen to think about life, maybe ...".
"Yeah, but do not try."
"You know, Captain, I never had no dreams, no suction, perhaps now more than ever I never want to see my mother ... so it is stupid."
I tried to stay calm, do not reveal anything, the situation was dramatic, but were his last moments. "It's not stupid, but you see her again."
"Yes, captain, already hours ..... I was wondering, but how this war started? I do not remember. "
" The wars have a beginning, an end perhaps, but it is not something that concerns us. "
" I do not want to die, I will not .. ".
did not answer.
" I had a house, I had a family and living happy, why? ".
" War is a dirty, we're just pawns, the streets are made for us just to march ...". "Yeah, I feel cold, as cold tonight ".
cold .... I looked at the sky ... The sky was clear, clear, mild summer breeze caressing our uniforms.
" I do not hear anything
...". He let go at that moment, forever. It was not the first time, it will be the last Once the home is fregerà of the dead. Call them heroes and come to kill myself with my hands; chimateli by name only, because here you will learn what life is. "Goodbye my friend."
I took half of his plate, held her in my hand ... I did not feel hatred for the enemy, why should I hate him? We want to teach to hate ... dirty war.