Italy is a meadow, a small garden, in the great, immense land of the world. A garden where, for no apparent reason, over the millennia and centuries, some of the most precious flowers of beauty, nature, culture, and history that humanity has ever admired have grown.
This Italy, this garden, is my homeland.
Now this garden, along with its inhabitants, suffers from the insidious work of an invisible enemy that has come from afar. We will make it through this time as well.
I dedicate this song to you, excuse my lack of originality.
Francesco De Gregori - Viva l'Italia
This Italy, this garden, is my homeland.
Now this garden, along with its inhabitants, suffers from the insidious work of an invisible enemy that has come from afar. We will make it through this time as well.
I dedicate this song to you, excuse my lack of originality.
Francesco De Gregori - Viva l'Italia
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