I want to offer these few rhymes
To all these anonymous men
All these heroes without a surname
All those who will never have a hymn
What history has seen pass
That memory has erased
Who did not deem it necessary
To make a whole anniversary of it

To all those who damn themselves
To all those who give themselves
Tribute to women, tribute to souls
Tribute to men

To all those who have fought
Who have won without knowing it
I want to offer these few phrases
To those who pass and then fade away
To the inventors of pretty words
Died from singing them too much
To those who run in the rescue
Who give birth in the nights
To those who die in the flames
Without a flag and without a banner

To all those who damn themselves
To all those who give themselves
Tribute to women, tribute to souls
Tribute to men
All these makers of humanity
Erased by humidity
Erased by humidity

I want to offer these few rhymes
To all these anonymous men
To all these everyday heroes
For a smile or for nothing
To all these people who leave us
So much hope, in simple gestures
And finally also to you
You who do so much and are not seen

To all those who damn themselves
To all those who give themselves
Tribute to women, tribute to souls
Tribute to men
To all those who have fought
Who have won without knowing it

To all those who have fought
Who have won without knowing it

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