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It went like this.
We were here next
He said, look at that unfortunately
the big bomb can not come. You come.
I said, but I do not …
There is a bit of difference.
Then I said …
Then, I said, I’m not prepared on the desert.
But then I thought about it a bit
and, I thought something was there.
Meanwhile there was a great wayfarer
that of the desert …
and the others…
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And this is the great Giovannangelo di Gennaro.
And then there was also another drum percussionist
equally wanderer,
one comes from Molfetta, the other from Barletta.
Faster than Pietro Mennea.
(Applause)
Peppe Leone.
And then I thought that actually …
Then there is this extraordinary instrument
that I saw yesterday for the first time,
it is called organistrum.
It takes two people to play it.
One plays it and the other turns the crank.
Me on that one, on the crank,
I have a minimum of experience.
And so we got here.
And then I thought that, in reality, there was something on the desert.
On the biblical desert, the desert of the locust eaters,
the desert of the fasters, of the visions of Apocalypse,
the desert of the donkey’s jaws, of Samson and the Philistines,
the desert where there is no shelter from the sun,
the desert of bones, stones, blood
of which violent tribal monotheistic religions are imbued.
They invoke the Lord of hosts for their own salvation
and disruption of the enemy.
(Music)
Do not treat
Do not treat
Your faith does not treat.
Do not treat, do not shatter yourself
Or sin makes you mortal.
And keep the unity.
Do not kill, if not in my name.
Or the blood you have poured falls on you.
Do not treat, do not stop.
Take care of the fear.
If you do not ask, it will not be given to you.
If you do not search, you will not be found.
Do not know your right hand
that makes your left.
Do not throw your pearls to dogs
to those who do not see so that you do not tear yourself apart.
For love it will be devoured
who has given himself to love in meal.
In Babylon the great prostitute
who drank the blood of the prophets.
Bone with bone.
Tooth with tooth.
Empio with impious,
the wind disperses.
Here is the wicked who comes, swollen with pride
laced like a cedar of Lebanon.
Look, ladies,
latran like dogs,
they go out in the evening,
I’m all around my house.
But you who are my strength and grace,
be you my rock, weapon of my arm.
In your love you will make me advance,
in your love you will make me advance.
Destroy them Lord.
Destroy them [humming]
Destroy my enemies like them
they destroy me.
They are caught in the snare
of their pride.
Sian like snails
who are consuming walking.
Break their teeth.
They do not see the sun anymore.
As a woman’s abortion,
they do not see the light.
Hit them, disperse them
until in the blood of the wicked
I wash my feet.
In the blood of the wicked I will wash my feet.
Thus the angel will seize the vineyard in the vat of anger.
There he will press them. There he will sell them,
until the blood reaches the bite.
They will burn in the sulfur lake.
The city of glory will not be
for those who did not believe,
for those who did not believe.
Therefore, do not treat. Do not treat.
And in the meantime,
in the days you have counted,
in nothing under the sun,
in nothing under the sun, in nothing under the sun,
with donkey jaws you will defend your heart.
A jawbone of your ass will defend your heart.
Therefore, do not treat
Do not treat.
Do not treat.
Do not treat.
Your faith does not treat.
(Applause)
Thank you all.
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