Fiamma Fumana - L.I.L.T. lyrics

Last pages, end of the story Welcome to the end titles No past, no future Only an eternal present Ring roads, hypermarkets Cars slowing down to pick up prostitutes But if I listen to the stones paving the streets I hear a different, older song Lingua Italiana Locale Trasparente L.I.L.T. Voice of the world, voice of the earth Time over time marking the beat Song of the people, song of history Does it come from the outside or the inside? Cradle song to lull to sleep Serenade to stir pa**ion Working song, partisan hymn I want to sing them different but the same Local Italian language I want to speak it different but the same Live in my time without ever forgetting Mothers, grandmothers, lands, peoples Local Italian See-through Languages Old sounds, new meanings We are still here