Disamistade by Walkabouts
(Fabrizio De AndreÕ and Ivano Fossati)
What are these souls doing in front of the church?
These divided people, this suspended story
An daya ho
An daya ho
An arm's length away that is the distance of the offense
Peace is considered but the peace is barely grazed
An daya ho
An daya ho
Two families without blood
Draw up and surrender
And for everyone involved
The pain is shared
The other's pain is half their own
The war of the heart is content
Content with empty causes
The lament of a dog struck down by the shadow of a step
Satisfied with brief agony
Long the street of the house
An eruption of blood
An absence prepared for the meal
And with the shots of the hunter
Surrounding, one begs for one's fortune
What are our daughters doing
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