Luyện nghe bài hát Sottosopra

Much more than the ground beneath my
I miss voices and the city
and I miss you, because I seen you
I've been here
We went up before the shift
to the factory to see
whether from up there we could see
the one who got us
the day he took off almost hurriedly
us above and the others arguing below,
but whose faces are those the roof
and what do they have to 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 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 shelter
the people downstairs themselves
the eye of the broadcast.

'A of mine was up there on the roof.'
'outsourcing's to as far as I'm concerned'
everyone the microphone
to say on television,
and darkness sank into the streets
and onto the gates and of Turin,
and the had gone out on the balcony
where that boy was,
I thought for an instant I saw you
among the others showing solidarity there,
but it wasn't you and I up
on the camping out.
days and nights have by since that day
and traffic in the streets again
only rarely is someone who lifts their gaze
and me watching.

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

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

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