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The Prince of Via Principe Umberto

Solo e senza grilli per la testa Corro per i campi A rincorrere farfalle Scalzo e con le mutande Vado per le strade A calciare pietre Spienserato e indifferente Salgo i muretti A raccogliere sguardi Farfalle Angeli custodi Delle mie avventure Pietre Angeli coraggiosi Dei miei sogni Sguardi Angeli teneri Del mio amore Tra erbe e mattoni Sono il principe Della mia strada





The Prince of Via Principe Umberto Alone and without any worries I run through the grass field Chasing butterflies Barefoot and wearing underwear I walk through to the street Kicking stones Carefree and indifferent I climb walls Fetching glances Butterflies Guardian angels Of adventures Stones Courageous angels Of dreams Looks Tender angels Of love Between grass and bricks I am the prince Of my street


The title "The Prince of Via Principe Umberto" refers to the street where the writer was born.

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