LYRICS GAME

This morning, luckily, there's a different air

The sun with its rays comes in through the window

How beautiful my land is

I miss it when I leave

I carry a backup postcard

This place mustn't die

My people mustn't leave

My accent has to be heard

The waste massacre

The rise in tumors

We're the land of the sun

Not the land of fires

This morning, luckily, the story's changed

I see people smiling carefree

There's no malice

It feels good out in the street

The world has stopped

On this splendid day

It's a good day

This morning the sun woke me up

The smell of coffee

The stereo for a song

It's been a long time since it was like this here

Everything starts because then it has to end

But I don't miss anything

This morning I don't miss a thing

Hug little Gabriella

She falls asleep on my chest

She doesn't know about problems

She doesn't know these schemes

She doesn't know that life tastes sweet and then poisons you

A kiss to my mom

She's already done with the chores

A princess inside the misery

This street kid put the world in her hands

She taught me when I was little

That a dream can come true

I'd erase all your wrinkles

And all the sad things

Forget about going away for work

New companies will bloom in your area

Forget the banks, we'll lend to them

No bosses, we'll steal their throne

There's no line at the counter

If you root for another team

You're still my brother

Make love

Instead of wielding that knife

Violence has always been the method of those with no brains

Cut that line dividing north and south

I look at the sky for the ones who sadly aren't here anymore

It's a new day for them too

And I'm sure I've stolen a smile from you up there too

It's a good day

This morning the sun woke me up

The smell of coffee

The stereo for a song

It's been a long time since it was like this here

Everything starts because then it has to end

But I don't miss anything

This morning I don't miss a thing

Hug little Gabriella

She falls asleep on my chest

She doesn't know about problems

She doesn't know these schemes

She doesn't know that life tastes sweet and then poisons you

It's a good day

It's a good day

It's a good day

It's a good day

It's a good day

This morning the sun woke me up

The smell of coffee

The stereo for a song

It's been a long time since it was like this here

Everything starts because then it has to end

But I don't miss anything

This morning I don't miss a thing

Hug little Gabriella

She falls asleep on my chest

She doesn't know about problems

She doesn't know these schemes

She doesn't know that life tastes sweet and then poisons you

This place mustn't die

My people mustn't leave

My accent has to be heard

To my uncle who gets up at dawn

To Gennaro who just had a child

To the fishmongers, to the fruit sellers

To all the people of the neighborhood