Franco Battiato
Miscellaneous
Letter to the Governor of Libya
In a beautiful old house
full of photos of queens and flags
we were waiting for the Italian consul
The the end of the summer was quick
black clouds in the sky
and a few leaves on the ground
Loaded with lust he presented himself
the autumn of Benghazi
Come on, the desire of the hand
the impulse to tame it.
I have already written a letter
to the governor of Libya.
Western arms traffickers
pass with the ministers alongside the borders
go to war in Tripoli
The soldiers' choirs go to the sky
transmuting their inseparability
with popular tavern songs.
you know that that Graziani's Isiote
will come to a bad end.
I have already written a letter
to the governor of Libya.

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