Luyện nghe bài hát Sottosopra

Much than the ground beneath my feet
here I miss voices and the
and I miss you, I haven't seen you
since been here
We went up the shift ended
to the roof to see
from up there we could finally see
the one who got us
the first day he took off hurriedly
with us above and the arguing below,
but whose faces are those the roof
and what do they to look at?
Then the patrol car tearing in,
and a little boy from a window.
before fell,
the crew set up shop.

But no, I'm not down
not even the
can make me come
no, I'm not down
you go
and go on television.

Like passers-by during a sudden
crammed into a doorway's only
the people downstairs themselves
the eye of the broadcast.

'A of mine was up there on the roof.'
'outsourcing's to blame as far as I'm
wanted the microphone
to say on television,
and while darkness sank the streets
and onto the and railings of Turin,
and the light had gone out on the
where little boy was,
I for an instant that I saw you
among the others showing down there,
but it wasn't you and I up
on the roof out.
days and nights have by since that day
and there's in the streets again
only is there someone who lifts their gaze
and me watching.

My comrades have gone, too, and I understand
it isn't so to stay
if there's waiting for you,
if you someone you can tell things to.

And so, all now, I keep watch on my own
and I no longer care about getting down or going
or even about
who got us fired.

days go by and I don't count them.
let them take away the breath of who follow them closely
I'll stay here and, for now, do
with a little wave.