
I have such faith that scorches me; certain
that who will see me, will say it’s a man of ashes
without realizing it was a rebirth.
Ho tanta fede che mi brucia; certo,
chi mi vedrà dirà è un uomo di cenere,
senz’ accorgersi ch’ era una rinascita.
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