Violent Life Page #4

Look out

To listen to my song

Madonna, my love

At night time

If your heart will allow me,

I've come

To sing you the night song

My heart is beating fast

You can't imagine how

I capture these passionate words

in seven notes

To make you fall in love

But why

Won't you look out again?

I'm good, aren't I?

- Don't stop!

- All right.

Madonna, my love

It's no time to sleep

You're the most beautiful of all...

This song makes me feel sick.

- Angel of paradise!

- My scarlet flower!

For you, I'd pray night and day!

I'd beg to make you queen!

She liked it.

Look at them!

They're serenading that girl!

Go for it, "Modugno"!

Let's end this night on a happy note.

We've got a passion for music.

- Play us a nice song.

- Sorry, but we're tired.

Won't you do us this favour?

My friend asked you something.

We don't live round the corner,

you know.

- Let's go.

- No way!

Don't be such a kid!

You're a grown man.

Come on, sing him a song.

He's got talent,

he's got a great voice.

You're just going to go?

And leave us like this?

We're not pilgrims, you know.

- Let's go, Carletto.

- You're a nasty piece of work!

Look who we've ended up with.

Yet they look so kind.

Look at this guitar.

How many hearts have you broken?

Damn you!

Son of a b*tch!

I'll smash your head in!

You've got no right to damn me!

- Run!

- Let's go!

- Puzzilli, you're coming with us!

- What for?

- Move it!

- I didn't kill anyone!

- He'll get a couple of years.

- That guy died.

Get hold of his legs.

Get out of the way, move it!

Where are you taking him?

Puzzilli, get ready.

You'll get you out soon.

Puzzilli, it's two hours till dawn.

Puzzilli, your time's up!

You're restless!

You can't wait to get out.

I got out loads of times,

but here I am.

This prison may as well close down.

Too bad for the prisoners!

They won't see me again.

You've just got here

and you want to leave?

I've been rotting in here

for 18 months over something stupid!

- Things'll be different now.

- Why, are you getting married?

Could be, there's someone

waiting for me.

Didn't you see her letters?

I've got a new house too,

in a modern eight-storey building.

Lady Luck's tired of punishing me!

A modern building?

So you'll have a bidet too!

Of course. You think Puzzilli

would live in a dump?

Tommaso Puzzilli,

come out with all your stuff.

I'm coming.

Zaraffa, get up. I'm going.

You want a farewell party?

- I'll send you some lice powder.

- No, save it for your sister.

Say hello to freedom for me.

- Where's Via dei Crispolti?

- Via dei Crispolti?

Down there.

Can you tell me

where the third building lot is?

Over there.

- Who are you looking for?

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