Texty: Daniele Luttazzi. Money For Dope. Guard My Tongue.

My God, guard my tongue from evil
And my lips from speaking falsehood
May my soul be silent to those who insult me,
My God!

I bowered in the prescribed manner
I repeat the words slowly
Seeming to turn them over in my mouth,
My God!

There is no difference whether. He?s there or not,
Whether he is bad or worse indifferent at all

The more they drink the thirstler they get,
Those who are planning evil against me.

My God, guard my tongue from evil
And my lips from speaking falsehood
May my soul be silent to those who insult me,
My God!

My God, guard my tongue from evil
And my lips from speaking falsehood
May my soul be silent to those who insult me,
My God!

I bowered in the prescribed manner
I repeat the words slowly
Seeming to turn them over in my mouth,
My God!

There is no difference whether. He?s there or not,
Whether he is bad or worse indifferent at all

The more they drink the thirstler they get,
Those who are planning evil against me.
Those who are planning evil against me.

guard my tongue (x tante volte)

(Thanks to Apudica_Faziosa for these lyrics)