Giorgio Gaber - Che bella gente (prosa) (7 - CD2)

What wonderful people I am forced to listen to, I mean the untouchable masters of power, who proudly tell me that thanks to them Italy is always getting better. Just them, so entangled, with a repellent soul, and with nothing in their heads. What wonderful people, what wonderful people.
What wonderful people with the miseries of the whole world, who are living their future. With hope and the ideal, of a virtual enchantment, savoring the poetry of a new world, full of idiocy. And if you escape to a house on top of a mountain, choose a place that is truly disinfecting, because by mistake, a bit of the odor of the present might seep in. What wonderful people, what wonderful people, what wonderful people.