Luyện nghe bài hát Sottosopra

Much more than the ground beneath my
I miss voices and the city
and I you, because I haven't seen you
I've been here
We went up before the ended
to the factory to see
whether from up there we finally see
the one who got us
the first day he took off hurriedly
with us and the others arguing below,
but faces are those above the roof
and what do have 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 the television
can make me down
no, I'm not down
you go
and go on television.

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

'A relative of mine was up on the roof.'
'outsourcing's to blame as far as I'm
wanted the microphone
to say on television,
and while 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
the others showing solidarity down there,
but it wasn't you and I up
on the camping out.
and nights have gone by since that day
and there's traffic in the streets
only is there someone who lifts their gaze
and me watching.

My comrades have gone, too, and I them
it so easy to stay
if someone waiting for you,
if you have someone you can tell to.

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

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