Ellis Island
Loris Vescovo| Original | Versione inglese da questa pagina |
| ELLIS ISLAND all arrive on the shores of life from the belly of this water from the wings of winds that pick us one by soul, unique soul but then we grow away from ourselves trying to prove how big we are we forgot that the only religion that should prevail is love love that summons up hope and humility your people are not better than mine no flower in this garden of life is beyond another a ’nd àn contâts milante talians bastarts e sporcs a rivin di ogni bande peçotârs a New York e cuant che a son a retis de tiare i barcjarûi ducj butâts fûr da barcje dal len fûr i carûi tra al sglonfôr di dôs panzis garbenîrs gravidanzis noialtri a schena rota a contrato dal paron e lori adeso i riva sensa benedision vestili da leproti sparaghe col canon via fora chesti inseti dala nostra nasion | ELLIS ISLAND they counted in there thousands dirty wop Italian bastards they come from all over rags to New York and as they approach dry land the sailors throw them off the ship termites scatter out of the wood between two swollen bellies police and pregnancies we the ones with the broken back with a contract from the landlord and now they arrive without benediction dress then as leverets shoot them with cannons rid these insects from our nation |
