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Re-hashing previously enjoyed dance tracks.

Today is the day of election, and that's my mood:





The title and the recurring verse, "non siete stato voi", can be either translated as "it wasn't you" and "you are not a State" (where "you" are the politicians and the ones who represent the State). So the meaning of the whole song rounds around this double meaning. This is a song from 2011.

It wasn't you / you are not a State

It wasn't you
the ones who talk about freedom as if it was a wild night in a brothel
You are not a State,
bringing down this Nation in the darkness while pretending to be luminary
It wasn't you
the ones who act as real Leaders just because surrounded by a bunch of idiots
You are not a State,
feeling patriotic just waving the flag as during a football match
It wasn't you
and neither your Parliament made of idolaters ready for anything to have an audience
You are not a State,
when buying votes with propaganda and never suffer the consequences
It wasn't you
the ones who hold tight the rosary of electoral surveys hoping for an encouragement
You are not a State
when solving the unemployment issue acting like clown in talk shows

It wasn't you
you are not a State
It wasn't you
you are not a State

It wasn't you
the executioners in uniform and beat prisoners to death [1]
You are not a State
when you put your combat boots on unarmed faces and kick them as garbage bags
It wasn't you
the ones who are sending our children on the war-front as you would feed a hyena with a carrion
You are not a State
when putting to sleep your guilty conscience rolling flags on the coffins [2]
It wasn't you
the damn incompetent reactionaries, always seeking for an enemy to fight
You are not a State
when you are willing to burn all migrants as witches and then venerate the one born in a manger
It wasn't you
the ones keeping the Mussolini's bust on the desk and the Constitution under your feet
You are not a State
you would only deserve to be eradicated as a bad weed from your headquarters


It wasn't you
you are not a State
It wasn't you
you are not a State


It wasn't you
who are toasting with the blood of the ones who try to shade light on your obscure lives
You are not a State
when trying to give voice to party newspapers as silent as a tomb
It wasn't you
the ones who tailor laws on yourself as an underwear is tailored on genitals (read between the lines: "politicians are morons")
You are not a State
when treating the ones who criticise you as a stray animal who must be put to silence
It wasn't you, servants,
who rented king costumes with undeserved money
You are brother of a lodge based on the value of privileged people as you
who call mobsters heroes 
and the corrupted pious
And each one among you, involved in all sort of crimes, looks at the Magistrate and then swear on God:
"It wasn't me!"

I'm not a State
It wasn't me
I'm not a State