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BORA

I'm hearing the echoes of a celebration
Carried by the wind
In a few moments it will be here...
They're dancing the Kolo
Neither style nor decency, but just great energy.
The doctrine supports the hatred
They think that the best way to begin
Lies in destroying
The traces of history that passed from this land.

Yes, they have a score to settle
Ideology is a dribbling
But it's hard to put an end to this once and for all...
I believe at least in what I see
The art
Of those who re-shaped
With their hard work and patience
The rough land of this Eastern Gate
It’s clear and obvious.
There's no doubt: Roman are the origins of these people
Who tamed the stone and the wind of the gulf...

They came from the woods with a shepherd's pace
With five-year plans and a brand new tricolor flag
With just one star replacing the Orsa Fiumana*
They broke into our houses in just one week...

Bora wind on Zara, Fiume and Pola
There's a word in the air
And everyone will be silent about it.
Foiba, the word is Foiba!
Some people find it so epic
And with a taste of freedom,
You fall down without making any sound
Not bad as a burial!
You rest in Mother Nature’s womb
Thinking that in your homeland someone will cheer and clap.

They came into our villages
Putting a new dress
Made of magniloquent dogmas
On a much more ancient hate
And in every exiled heart the Bora wind will blow
We grew one hundred years
In just one hour

Via Roma – Nikad Doma
Via Roma – Nikad Doma
Via Roma – Nikad Doma

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