from the belly of time on dusty and tired roads
a new song arises
it is a dream of peace
by this fragile and precarious corner of immense
do not be afraid
forget about me
and let me tell you
let us tell you about
each may be, every where,
any way and any when
each and every
I love you
in any language that we know,
since the meaning is the same
these are only songs
songs from the suburbs of the world
Marco Bo
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