say that nowadays I tell myself nothing is more distressing
do not believe in God
I wish I had faith that we have the Pope,
happy as a clam and dumb as a turnip.
My neighbors, some Blaise Pascal,
told me that it is a matter of goodwill.
"Get down on my knees, and pray, pray and go ...
If you pretend to believe, will soon believe it! "
I started to recite
All of the" Hail Mary ", the" pateravegloria.
For coffee, the streets, trains, buses,
the "De Profundis", the "rompicoglionibus ...
Then I check on nettles profile
a habit to measure and I put it on the fly.
With the guitar on his back and my new Chierchia,
of my true faith I began looking. There were a dozen
bigottacce there
which, mingling with who knows who,
said "Father, we sing a laldetta,
a cathartic ballad blessed!"
Scratching with fervor the strings with the fingers first
singing "The Gorilla" and "Women of life." Shouting
impostor in the coward and bastard, want to inflict
the pain of Abelard.
I'm going to swell the ranks of the guardians of the harem! No
beautiful that I will take a hug!
Thanks to my voice as a child catamite
sing a cappella in church ... I already see.
But in lynching a lady of Charity,
said, "What are you doing, wretched? Altolia!
Today we have many with a passion to take perverse
necessarily reverse Cupid ...
men without any of manhood, let him
balls, who still has "
These arguments had great consensus;
are party to the applause of common sense. To earn
the sky, I will not raise a sole.
If you want to be the faith, she is alone.
I never killed, no ... I have never raped, and
quite a while 'I did not even snatched more.
If there is the Eternal Father, who sees the end too
I do not behave worse than those who have faith in God
Trad Salvo Lo Galbo
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