Il Capitolo Tre.
"Saint M." è un brano che parla della nostra ambivalente Repubblica, un brano pieno di intensità e suspence che ci ha spinti ad esprimere il nostro amore per la nostra terra, condannando cenni di libertà perduta come la mancanza di apertura culturale e gli effimeri sproloqui che stanno minando i veri valori su cui il nostro Paese è stato fondato.
Il video racconta di musicisti al buio, imprigionati, legati e imbavagliati in una condizione in cui non riescono ad esprimere la loro arte e le loro potenzialità.
Tuttavia, ricercando sè stessi in frammenti di specchio, riescono gradualmente a liberarsi ed a seguire il richiamo della musica fino a ricongiungersi ricomponendo tutti insieme il puzzle in una nuova luce.
A DRUMNESS PRODUCTION:
Michele Zanotti: Bass
Giacomo Ceccoli: Guitar
Tommaso Casadei: Keyboards
Nicola Bonini: Kick
Giacomo Gasperoni: Snare
Adriana Evaristi: Medieval Drum
Featuring Voice: Labiuse
Composed By: Tommaso Casadei (aka
)
Arranged By: Michele Zanotti, Tommaso Casadei (aka Mr. t)
Lyrics By: Michele Zanotti, Alessandra Busignani
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered By: Tommaso Casadei (aka Mr. t)
Lyrics by: Alessandra Busignani e Michele Zanotti
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Through history
there has always been someone wanting to steal
His precious gift
but we won't accept this again
Not again no no no
Not again no no no
In such place full of hope
three towers are springing up
above our dreams and thoughts
prosperity was threatened but
now we want
No more lies
No more tears
No more fights
in this ancient land of freedom
No more lies
No more knives
No more ties
in this oldest State of peace
Now you evil get lost
get lost
We deserve a reward
with no trick or danger
'cause we want a future
with true potential
Oh Saint stay close to us
don’t let me ever leave
or I’d be lost without you
I’d be lost without you
From the mountain I look at the blue sea
with my love who hugs me
and my son who tells me
"Mum what a magnificent life"
See the horizon down there
the morning view that we have
above a velvet carpet of clouds
like the Olympus was
A land of joy
rejecting false justice knights
working hard to keep this place alive
far away from the darkness
we won't accept this again
No more lies
No more tears
No more fights
in this ancient land of freedom
No more lies
No more knives
No more ties
in this oldest State of peace
No more lies
No more tears
No more fights
in this ancient land of freedom
No more lies
No more knives
No more ties
in this oldest State of peace
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