choirs ... ...
Without beautiful
soon ascimme
premium Truva 'is
tickets with no one, is
piccirillo
and co lassamme Mom
I look at the flag, you
pripara breakfast
and nun to scurdÃ
' or pe hat 'or sun
and there ncoppa 'and battlements
cantanno' and songs
facimmo 'or typhoid
pe' or core of a suqadra
Come on, come on, come!
Me think na mad
Allucci bit, you ncazze
and I jumped up, damn it
rigor, but
chist'arbitro is stupid!
Dumb, dumb, stupid, stupid!
Come on, come on, come!
n'ato I will sign,
embraced me, me Streatham,
t'azzecco 'or Russett,
t'arrubbo' or cap, and seeing you
Chiana ... ...
ALE-ALE-ALE-OO-OO ...
-OO-ALE-ALE ALE-OO ...
Red Red
the blue scarf,
and all the hair in the wind, you will
chella
ca n be a supporter,
but I think you n'ultras.
But tell me just nu, ta
who gave stu breath
eg ninety minutes
nun you will ever stop,
bit games all at
about if they play at home,
me doors cu tte
or not I cook nun
