Hallo! News – Out with the Old and In with the New πŸ”₯

Every New Year’s Eve in Bologna, a ‘bonfire of the old man’ is held in the centre of the city.

The old man represents the old year, which is superstitiously burned to get rid of its ugliness in the hope that the next year will be better.

Due to restrictions, this year’s bonfire was virtual – Watch below!

The video features the animation of artist Chiara Rapaccini and the music of Lucio Dalla.


𝘈 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘒𝘡 𝘸𝘒𝘺 𝘡𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘒𝘳𝘯 𝘒 𝘭𝘒𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘒𝘨𝘦 π˜ͺ𝘴 𝘡𝘰 𝘭π˜ͺ𝘴𝘡𝘦𝘯 𝘡𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴. π˜“π˜¦π˜΅’𝘴 𝘡𝘒𝘬𝘦 𝘒 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘒𝘡 𝘒𝘯 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭π˜ͺ𝘴𝘩 𝘡𝘳𝘒𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘒𝘡π˜ͺ𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘡𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘺𝘳π˜ͺ𝘀𝘴 𝘡𝘰 π˜“π˜Άπ˜€π˜ͺ𝘰 π˜‹π˜’π˜­π˜­π˜’ – 𝘍𝘢𝘡𝘢𝘳𝘒, 𝘒𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘒𝘡𝘢𝘳𝘦π˜₯ π˜ͺ𝘯 𝘡𝘩𝘦 𝘷π˜ͺπ˜₯𝘦𝘰

Who knows, who knows, tomorrow

On what we will get our handsIf we will still count the waves of the sea

And raise our head

Don’t be so serious


The Russians, the Russians, the Americans

No tears, don’t stop until tomorrow

It could have been thunder maybe

It’s no wonder

It’s a night of fire

Where are your hands?

Our son will be born and he will not be afraid

And who knows how he’ll be tomorrow

On which roads he will walk

What will be in his hands…

He will move and be able to fly

He will swim on a star

How beautiful you are

And if it’s a female, she will be called “Futura”.

Her name, said this night

It’s already scary

She will be different, as beautiful as a star

She’ll be you in miniature

But don’t stop, I still want to kiss you

Close your eyes, don’t look back

Here, everything seems to be made of glass

And it’s falling to pieces like an old nativity scene

Faster, move faster, faster, blessed as you are

Higher, in the silence between the clouds, higher

You are reaching the moon, yes, the moon

But the moon is not as beautiful as you

It’s an American skirt

So up putting ourselves further up

You drive because I’m tired, further up

Among rockets and a heartbeat, further up

I’m sure that there’s the sunBut what sun? It’s a hat of ice

This sun is an iron chain

Without love, love, love, love.

Slowly slowly, now it beats slowly

Hello, how are you?

I hear your heart

I’ve never seen your eyes so beautiful

But now don’t look back

I still want see you

Don’t turn your head

Where are your hands?

Let’s wait for the light to return

To hear a voice

We wait without fear, for tomorrow