Grand grand freedom

Dust and contempt
Is the music you long for

All these poor themes
Hypntize your strenght
Divide to life your real fight

Selfish and vain
Is the passion you die for
Passive and useless
This comittment will destroy your life

So many convictiont
Ruined for a few notes
Few notes of beauty
Grand part of beauty
What is the weight of all that?

Roundness and win
With the woman you long for

You lie down
On the stairs
Of the old

The music of the rich
Makes you destitute
Out of dignity

Dignify dignity
The dignity to dig your grave
Brave, brave worker, dig your hole
Day after day after day after day

Grand, grand feedom
In a grand style manner

Grand, grand piano
Violins and cymbals

Music never change mystery
Rebelions of velvet and silk
Narrow minded pleasure
My only friend, when I am sadly

Baritones and sopranos
Gingerous wisdom or naive escapism

We are the workers
In the heart of this planet

And Bramsky
And Mozart
And Mozart
And Callas, John Brahms, Maykovski
And Mozart

We are the workers
In the heart of this planet

And Verdi, Stravinsky
And Mozart
Holliger, Shoshtakovich
And Mozart



Credits
Writer(s): Muriel Teodori, Stephen Hart
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