The Invaders blight the land
There is no land not manned
The Partisans go to war
Gunshots and bombs, galore
The strumming of a guitar
The words bella ciao travel far
The story of a flower and mountain shade
Dying as a partigiano, a speaking serenade
Oh, the Monte Battaglia
We wave proudly our regalia
We will spill the blood of the Invaders
O partigiano, we are the crusaders
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PuisiAngst /äNG(k)st/ noun a feeling of deep anxiety or dread, typically an unfocused one about the human condition or the state of the world in general. informal a feeling of persistent worry about something trivial.
