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Angels and music from brother to brother squeezes inside my play list

Angels and music from brother to brother squeezes inside my play list

 

Hello Sweet Sara … I wanted to share this with you … since you are connected with the Sky … this song is old and forgotten, however, it’s also very relevant. It’s from Franco Fasano, today this song accidentally found its way into my music play list, I don’t even know how.

 

Sometimes we are divine instruments and we don’t even realize it …..

 

From brother to brother

 

The crocodile that at one point was a God to worship

you sell it on a t-shirts for just a few pennies

thirty people in a room even though you are not a soldier

that roof over your head

it’s not the sky you dreamed of

you want to buy

a you try the Italian that you know

you are stuck there

two stars white like milk your eyes

what is there

at the end of the looks that you give

freedom, but it burns more than the sun you left behind

Africa is not far, the Soul does not have a color…

the Savannah is still screaming

in your pride of lion

but this city is scary.

 

From Brother to Brother

from my heart to your heart.

if the skin is different

let’s not make the mistake

of not giving each other our hand

and let it happen

of watching each other with hatred

avoiding each other on the street

White and Black is nicer…

 

From Brother to Brother

na na na na na

Feeling different,

reason does not exist

now that you live in the city

 

From Brother to Brother

from my heart to your heart

if the skin is different

let’s not make the mistake

of not giving each other our hand

and let it happen

of watching each other with hatred

avoiding each other on the street

White and Black is nicer …

 

From brother to brother

from my heart to your heart

if the skin is different

let’s not make the mistake

of talking about races

like with animals

of thinking, mistakenly

that we are not the same

white and blanc is always nicer

 

From brother to brother

Africa is not far, the soul does not have a color

the savannah is still screaming

in your pride of lion

now that you live in the city

Roots choked by civilization

 

From brother to brother

from my heart to yours

if the skin is different

let’s not make the mistake

of talking about races

like with animals

of thinking, mistakenly

that we are not the same

 

From brother to brother

from my heart to yours

if the skin is different

let’s not make the mistake

of talking about races

like with animals

of thinking, mistakenly

that we are not the same

 

From brother to brother

from heart to heart

from brother to brother

 

F. Fasano

 

Dear Sara, honestly I can not tell you the reason why … I can only tell you of the emotions I felt as I listened to it: I cried my eyes out, like a fountain … I felt like I was in the same shoes as an Angel, that does not judge the human being but that loves him unconditionally … but I am left with a question: why did this song add itself to my list, now that I am a person that does love everyone and has Muslim friends? I don’t understand …..

 

A big and strong hug

 

Angels and music from brother to brother squeezes inside my play list was the testimonial of Angela

 

 

 

Angels and music from brother to brother squeezes inside my play list

 

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