Violence Song

Questa sera mi sento in vena di confidenze, quelle di cui vi parlavo in un post un paio di mesi fa.
In questa notte mi libererò di una cosa scritta mesi fa e tradotta in inglese, mi dispiace ma trascriverla in italiano mi rende le cose più difficili.
Vi prego soltanto di una cosa: rispettate chi avete davanti a voi, non conoscete i mondi che nasconde dietro un sorriso.
Buona notte e buona lettura.

When I was a kid I saw
I saw the human's empty
I felt the frost of soul
I knew the pain
I've repressed anger as I didn't want to collapse
Oh! I would like to be free, free from my self
Free to fly
I need to escape from my memories
I need to feel light and carefree
This life is heavy and stuffy
Oh! How miserable is the human being
When I was a kid I saw him to stone
as the tuff he crumbled,
but he was standing for ego not for love
I saw the wickedness
I saw his violence
I saw a no-man.
Oh! I would like to be free, free from my self
Free to fly
I need to escape from my memories
I need to feel light and carefree
This life is heavy and stuffy
Oh! How miserable is the human being
When I was a kid I saw my childhood vanish
When I was a kid I had to run, run to save us
I saw the hell
Oh! I would like to be free, free from my self
Free to fly
I need to escape from my memories
I need to feel light and carefree
This life is heavy and stuffy
Oh! How miserable is the human being
I just want to go far
Away from the past and the black wave.
I'm still standing for love
And I look at the sky shine.

La canzone della serata♫♪♫: Rupture - The Cranberries
                                              Zombie Acoustic Version - The Cranberries