Venderò [English translation]

I'll sell my new shoes

To an old mannequin

To see if it will move

If it will stay still

Or if it will follow me along the way

I'll sell my diploma

To the progress experts

To build a new automa

To give them more prosperity

And success to me

To the art merchants

I'll sell my craziness

They'll keep me a bit at a distance

Who is normal

Hasn't got much fantasy

Raffaele is happy

He wasn't a soldier

But he travelled and he knows people

And he tells me: watch out

You're gonna be left outside

If you have nothing to offer the market

I'll sell my defeat

To those who need

To feel strong

And like a painting in the attic

I'll tell them about my bad luck

Raffaele is happy

He has never graduated

But he's studied and he heals people

And he tells me: watch out

You're gonna be left outside

If you have nothing to offer the market

I'll sell my anger

To all those good people

That would like to see me in jail

And maybe then

They'd find me funny

Everything has its price

But nobody will know

How much my freedom costs

• Artist:Edoardo Bennato
• Album:La Torre di Babele