A song that symbolizes the fight against the mafia. Winner of Sanremo 2007, “ Pensa ” is one of the most famous pieces by the Italian singer-songwriter Fabrizio Moro . The text, according to what Moro himself stated, was written straight away, immediately after seeing a film about the life of Paolo Borsellino . It is an invitation to reflect, against all forms of violence and against the mafia. We listen to it today, May 23, in memory of Giovanni Falcone and all those who died fighting the mafia. “For Giovanni Falcone”, a poem by Alda Merini on the fight against the mafia
A few days after the Capaci massacre, Alda Merini wrote “Per Giovanni Falcone”, a poem dedicated to the judge and his strenuous fight against the mafia The cameo of Rita Borsellino in the video
In the video, edited by the director Marco Risi, also appears Rita Borsellino ( minute 3.20), the sister of the magistrate killed by the mafia, who decided to participate in the shooting after reading the text of the song by Fabrizio Moro. In the video, she wears a red coat, a symbol of her blood shed by her brother Paolo Borsellino. The text of “Think”
There have been men who have written pages
Notes of a life of inestimable value
Irreplaceable because they have denounced
The most corrupt of systems too often ignored
Men or angels sent to earth to fight a war
Of feuds and families scattered like so many marbles
On an island of blood that among so many wonders
Among lemons and among shells, massacres sons and daughters
Of a generation forced not to look
Speaking low voice, to turn off the light
To comment in peace every bullet in the air
Every corpse in a ditch
There were men who step by step
They left a mark with courage and with commitment
With dedication against an organized institution
Cosa Nostra, what is yours, what is yours
And ours, the freedom to say
That the eyes are made to look
The mouth to speak, the ears listen
Not just music, not just music
The head turns and adjusts its aim, thinks
Sometimes it condemns, sometimes it forgives
Just
think before you shoot
Think before you say and judge, try to think
Think you can decide Just
stay a moment, a moment longer
With their heads in their hands
There have been men who have died young
But aware that their ideas
would have remained over the centuries as hyperbole words
Intact and real as small miracles
Ideas of equality, ideas of education
Against every man who exercises oppression
Against all his fellow men, against those who are weaker
Against those who bury their conscience in concrete
Think before you shoot
Think before you say and judge, try to think
Think you can decide Just
stay a moment, a moment more
With their heads in their hands
There have been men who have continued
Despite everything around it was burnt
Because in the end this life has no meaning
If you are afraid of a bomb or a pointed rifle
Men go by and a song passes by
But no one will ever be able to stop the belief
That justice is not, it is not just an illusion
Think before you shoot
Think before you say and to judge, try to think.
Think you can decide
. Stay only a moment, a moment longer
With your head in your hands
Think
you can decide
Stay only a moment, a moment longer
With your head in your hands
