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ADESSO VIENE IL BELLO Si scioglie la neve, la nebbia, la brina quei turpi inglesi che pernottano in cantina tracannando bottiglie, succhiando pastiglie domandano ai topi quando il tempo cambierā. April non giunge col vol di colombe lancia dai cieli pioggia di bombe, lancia siluri a colpi sicuri č l'Aprile d'Italia che gloria ci dā. percossa e sconvolta dal basso e dall'alto, tu non resisti non resisti al nostro assalto. Malvagia Inghilterra tu perdi la guerra la nostra vittoria sul tuo capo fiera sta. Adesso viene il bello, adesso viene il bello, isoletta di pescator a nord ritornerai. Adesso viene il bello, adesso viene il bello, Inghilterra, Inghilterra la tua fin segnata č giā. Adesso viene il bello, La flotta che muove |
NOW THE BEAUTIFUL ONE COMES The snow, the fog, the frost is melted those turpi English that they spend the night in wine cellar tracannando bottles, sucking tablets they ask to the rats when the time changes. April does not reach with the vol of doves nozzle from skies rain of bombs, nozzle you torpedo to sure blows it is You open it them of Italy that Gloria gives to us. upset blow and from the bottom and from above, you do not resist you do not resist to our onslaught. Malvagia England you lose the war our Victoria on your head fair is. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, isoletta of pescator to north you will return. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, England, England your marked end is already. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, isoletta of pescator to north you will return. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, England, England your marked end is already. The fleet that moves from Capoteulada giving to test in the Atlantic the road on ships to guerriere our flags schierano to the wind of Saint freedom. False England for every ship you lose a zanna, you lose a claw, not there is tightened remedy six of I besiege it is You open it them of Italy that died it gives to you. You will have for justice, malvagia England to leave Malta, to abandon Gibilterra. From the cuor of people, the three continents the name of Italy Benedict will salt. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, isoletta of pescator to north you will return. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, England, England your marked end is already. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, isoletta of pescator to north you will return. Now the beautiful one comes, now the beautiful one comes, England, England your marked end is already. |
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