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❤ VA PENSIERO Va pensiero, sull'ali, dorate, cross the mountains, and fly, over the oceans. Reach, the land, find the place, where all children grow, every night, after listening, into, this lullaby. There, you find, the heroes, alive, protecting, the innocents. Bless them all, ´cause their simple song, is so pure, and wonderful. Va pensiero, sull'ali, dorate, l' aure dolci, del suolo, natal! Arpa d'or, dei, fatidici vati, perché muta, dal salice, pendi?
