Saturday, March 3, 2007

Ap Biology Lab 5 Cellular Respiration Conclusion

Critics Award-youth category

Last night was awarded the Critics' Award in the category Young Mia Martini, Fabrizio Moro won it with the song "Think ", a tribute to the judges Falcone & Borsellino killed by the Mafia in early 90s.
My approach to the songs with these issues is always very delicate, because I do not know if they are treated sincere or just because "politically correct" .. Among other things in the lyrics is a reference to Che Guevara!
Here it is:

There were men who wrote
Clipboard life priceless
A must have complained because
The most corrupt systems too often ignored
Men or angels sent to earth to fight a war
of feuds and families scattered like so many marbles
On an island of blood among the wonders
Of lemons and between shells ...
slaughters sons and daughters of a generation forced to look not
speak quietly to turn off the light
to comment on every bullet in the air in peace
Every body in a ditch
There were men that step by step
They left a sign with courage and commitment with dedication
against an institution organized
Cosa Nostra ... What your ... What is yours?
And 'our ... freedom
to say that the eyes are made to look
his mouth to speak the ears listen ...
Not only music not only music
The head turns and adjusts the aim
thinks sometimes condemned sometimes forgives

Just Think before you shoot
Think before speaking and judging, think about
think that you can decide
Stay a moment only a moment more
With his head in his hands
There were men who died young
But
aware that their ideas would remain forever as words hyperbole
Intact and real as small miracles
ideas of equality ideas education
against every man engaged in oppression, against all his fellow
against the weaker
Against whom consciousness in the concrete underground
Think before you shoot
Think before speaking and judging, think about

think that you can decide Wait a moment only a moment more with his head in
hands
There were men who continued
Despite everything around it burned
Because after this life has no meaning
If you fear a bomb or a gun
men pass and pass a song
But no one will ever stop That conviction
justice no ... is not just an illusion
Think before you shoot
Think before speaking and judging, think about Think that you can decide
You
Wait a moment only a moment more
With his head in his hands
Think



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