See him crouched down low in the truck
Three days of bloodshed, the anger had built up
See his gun braced on top of the seat
Pointed at the face of young Carlo Giuliani
And the world watched in vein at the pictures on the screen
At the beatings and the raids by the Carabinieri
You can see it all in photographs
At Piazza Alimonda, the crowd fighting back
See his arms raised above his head
The anger swirled around him, until that pop pierced the wind
And the world watched in vein as the bullet lefts its case
For its short flight into the face of Carlo Giuliani
His hands fell, the camera fell
The engine sparked, the tires and pressed his body down
10 long years have come and gone
And the spirit of Carlo Giuliani carries on
And there's a question that remains
Are we prepared to die for the things we want to change?
Three days of bloodshed, the anger had built up
See his gun braced on top of the seat
Pointed at the face of young Carlo Giuliani
And the world watched in vein at the pictures on the screen
At the beatings and the raids by the Carabinieri
You can see it all in photographs
At Piazza Alimonda, the crowd fighting back
See his arms raised above his head
The anger swirled around him, until that pop pierced the wind
And the world watched in vein as the bullet lefts its case
For its short flight into the face of Carlo Giuliani
His hands fell, the camera fell
The engine sparked, the tires and pressed his body down
10 long years have come and gone
And the spirit of Carlo Giuliani carries on
And there's a question that remains
Are we prepared to die for the things we want to change?
envoyé par Dq82 - 16/6/2018 - 12:19
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