Below is the lyrics of the song Degli Uomini , artist - Museo Rosenbach with translation
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Museo Rosenbach
Sangue, comandi
Bandiere, città
Grida di gioia
Dolore… perché?
Come l’autunno il mondo vuol sfiorire
Offre al cielo spade calpestando la lealtà
Cresce ed uccide nel tempo
La sua umanità
Blood, commands
Flags, cities
Shout out for joy
Pain ... why?
Like autumn, the world wants to wither
He offers swords to heaven by trampling loyalty
It grows and kills over time
His humanity
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