...A Cena, Per Esempio-Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso

I extinguished the ultimate fire To give respite to my eyes I'm imprisoned in the bowels of an ox And here indeed I can no longer lift my arms I listened to the myths of heroes and bawdy poets I dug within tombs of love and of the saints But the furious cry of the earth Beats my ears again And still I'm forced to hear Now I'm here with you, my friends, my friends forever You are more than a brother, you're drunk from my glass You hold my arm while I speak You look at me in silence But it's from you that I ask help My hands, that are so tired All my weariness lain over my shoulders All that's left to me is your help The air feels the dawn, trembling as it waits My throat trembles, long waiting dawn Outside the day is born And we, at length die.