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Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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Every fire
every fire I light
pushes me towards the sky
look
nothing remains
in this life
on the roads
everything everything and everything
descends towards the sea

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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@happy sings because there's nothing left anymore

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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Rip Van Winkle
like a shadow or a cross
myself at the bottom of the sea
those heavy metals dragging their feet
the saxophonist swallowing

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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Holy our hysterical and hungry cock
holy the desire to fly
holy even the church at war against God
holy holy holy our love
holy the future holy our fathers
holy my heart holy now more than ever

Because we are here and nothing is real
we could fly away thru this window...
Because we are here without any fear
we could fly away thru this window...

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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Holy is the grass that gently opens the heart
holy is the Buddha who raises his eyes to the sky
holy too is the money in our veins
holy is our unique and mortal body
holy is the silence, holy are our dreams
the world is holy, holier than ever

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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Come on, let's sing:
Take me by the hand, Fausto, wherever you go
in search of silence and visions
in these days lost in darkness
with tense nerves and shining eyes
and I see the clear meaning of things
everything is holy and shines like the sun

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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@nonsoloprog what should I do? Am I supposed to polish the ducats of the uncle who never pays me?

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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Hey nonsoloprog, have you ever seen Donald Duck at work?

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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the end

Roberto Benigni La Vita E' Bella

30 apr 07

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(in the final part of the piece Fausto, alone on the mountain after a lysergic journey, dreams of a saint and merrily masturbates until ejaculation “I come in the sunset of the evening,” slightly dirtying the sky – as the author said when he was interviewed on the radio) Because I sit on the ground to breathe
and remain still for hours and hours
Because my body is unique and mortal
I leave you shoes, socks, and written sheets in silence
to find a bit of peace
then, just dirtying the sky a little,
I come in the sunset of the evening