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Our life has been generous 
how many horizons has she opened wide 
stroking and slapping us 
encouraging us even by opposing us. 

Nothing more surprising than life 
after all, she is still the one who decides 
it takes authentic, hard and poetic 
never yielding, neither saints nor demons. 
We are a good bet, you know great ambitions 
privileged I wouldn't even say lucky 
considering the amount of the no 
the doors in the face and then how many years to say I will win. 

Still standing us 
live and present more than ever 
excited we are here, hungry for music but yes 
passion [?] 
that that talent then consolidates 
and if it were utopia 
time alone decides it 

And all this then happens for a hug 
you need that consent and this is your bread 
so they reward you if only they are moved 
and if they rejoice those pupils shine. 

It never ends 
the stage is there in front of trouble and he provokes us like this 
and we'll tell him yes again 
that mess tin did not run out 
anxiety is always here 
singing is the alibi if ever 
remember us indeed we expect it you know 
for the sweat because then in those tears you are there 
for all the energy 
for critical moments. 

And we only exist thanks to that applause 
it was we who caressed your heart.