Stories and News No. 262
First of all, it does not take a genius to realize that this farce of Giovinezza (Youth) and Bella ciao (Hallo beautiful) as possible songs for the next Sanremo Festival during dedicated to 150 years of unity of Italy night, in my humble opinion is one again try to hold media attention on a television program high.
The game is always the same.
The authors or protagonists of the TV product next to be on air anticipate something that make noise in some way.
The Italy national State network RAI is public is indignant and promises obstacles.
And in the time between these alleged skirmishes, until just a few seconds before the premiere, the TV show is on top of the media.
However, this does not mean that the object of the dispute does not offer significant insights.
In this case, again in my humble view, the most serious thing is not the only think to sing the fascist hymn in a country whose history has been marked in so tragic and shameful way just on those notes.
Rather, the criminal attempt is to put Bella Ciao and Giovinezza in the same box, equating two pieces of Italy memory: one to be proud of and the other to make amends on, yesterday, today and every tomorrow to come.
That is all the same, this is the dirty message they want to pass.
So, you know what?
On this blog there are no prohibition.
Do you want Giovinezza?
Here's the 2010 version…
The Story:
Giovinezza 2010
Come on, girls in high ranks, let’s march to his big bed. We are bold and fair girls,
ready to dare, ready and hot.
Let the ideal for which we worked at least triumph: bank account, house in the center and the beautiful society.
Youth, youth, spring beauty, just a little bit of bunga bunga and eternal happiness.
No more sad or dejected, our family will remain, let’s make the wardrobe brighter and more powerful.
Come on, let’s show the neckline that illuminate our road, with roud and solid shapes is the real freedom.
Youth, youth, spring beauty, just a little bit of bunga bunga and eternal happiness.
God bless Silvio, who defeated communism, the ugly Red Judiciary and its justicialism.
Arise, people of love from the north Alps to the south Padano, that if you go the wrong way you will finish with the Terroni (Italian rude way to call Southerns).
Youth, youth, spring beauty, just a little bit of bunga bunga and great happiness.
On parties and feasts they all seem little babies, then you’ll meet them in parliament and they tell you big words.
Smiling and helpful we must remain faithful to him; he is the richest, what can we do? Sacrifice or poverty.
Youth, youth, spring beauty, just a little bit of bunga bunga and great happiness.
My dear promoter of his liberty, you understand what is the use of your naive faith?
Remove the blindfold over your eyes and the beam from where you cannot watch: maybe it's time you wake up before it's too late…
Youth, youth, spring beauty, just a little bit of bunga bunga and great happiness.
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