" L'Antica Terra dei Fuochi"

Pernicious law of silence, do not remember the beauty of the past?
Who gave you permission to invade the rights? Who gave you abuse?
Looked radiant beauty and became jealous.
Tell the story of past times, your joy and dignity.
His tone, his pleasant evenings ... you I loved this dream ..
I'll remember all their childhoods and preserve in my heart, so that they remain etched in memory until you reborn I'll scream your colors ...