.E' la rivolta che c'ho dentro che mi spinge,
Condotta contro chi la fuori finge.
Idee prendono forma qua dalla laringe,
Perchè so che un'ideale non si estingue
Finchè sarà cantato e tramandato da sapienti lingue.
Ma occhio a chi ti dipinge, democrazia,
Un p.
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