The Gods demand to take Freccia, my father, my mother, my dogs Nedda 1, Nedda 2, and Spina, my brother number 1 and number 2, my aunt Assunta/unemployed, my grandmother Rrenata, my godmother Libera, my godfather Giacomo; they have taken everyone except for those two idiots of my brothers, but she, no, she must stay.
can u stop all this pain stopstop i come with you with her soul beside me and her soul inside of me and the same thing in reverse, arrivo smore arrivo dovrei correggere....
take me, I am useless, I can no longer love nor be loved, I beg you, even Antonio, you took Cristian and Pamela, also Pam, now finish it with me, leave her in a forest waiting for a human being to save her all alone in the earthly world; it will be she who will recognize him.
I beg you, but I do not pay with matter, I come to pray to You Zeus Athena Dionysus Apollo my brothers, my father ASres. Hades no, no, no... let me live, and I will sacrifice my life, my poor life, but she must stay and continue to do all the good she has done for me; my mommy girl left home after 25 years for her (ok maybe also because of Prozac, but she started taking it after her arrival), and now I can’t write; take me, leave Freccia alone.
I beg you, I have prayed all day, kali, Shivaa, Ganesh have mercy, take me and let these count; she is a Goddess, she is a direct descendant of you in a field transformed into a fairy tale; she will capture the gaze of those who will initially reject her, but she will insist until she reaches her threshold to never leave again, Lepnèè the perfect reincarnation. Do you want her back? I come with her, I am one of you too, let's go tomorrow morning; we won't open our eyes here. No, then alone, absolutely not, she's not a piece of shit, Freccia is a Goddess, she doesn’t deserve this vain, terroristic life; this mere illusion.
look, they have already discreetly deprived me of my red sari. They’ve shattered my heart (ah ah ah what a great joke); take the rest, my beauty has only brought death and pain. I have to go, a bit of imagination please. Sorry for the mistakes.
Morrissey - Life's a pigsty