Luyện nghe bài hát Sottosopra

Much more than the ground my feet
here I voices and the city
and I miss you, because I seen you
since I've been
We went up the shift ended
to the factory to see
whether from up 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 above the
and what do they to look at?
Then the car came tearing in,
and a boy waved from a window.
before fell,
the crew set up shop.

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

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

'A relative of was up there on the roof.'
'outsourcing's to blame as far as I'm
everyone wanted the
to say on television,
and darkness sank into the streets
and the gates and railings of Turin,
and the light had gone out on the
that little boy was,
I for an instant that I saw you
among the others showing solidarity there,
but it you and I stayed up
on the roof out.
days and nights gone by since that day
and there's in the streets again
only rarely is there someone who their gaze
and me watching.

My have gone, too, and I understand them
it isn't so easy to
if there's someone 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 back
or about knowing
who got us fired.

Unchanging days go by and I count them.
let them take the breath of those who follow them closely
stay here and, for now, make do
with a little wave.