Giovani [English translation]

They fuck in a car

In front of a factory

With the radio turned off while dawn is approaching and

We hope it's not the police

Don't stop it's gone

Doing this thing that you don't like but I like it

Pretending a little jealousy

Even knowing you are mine

I speak only because you know I like it as much as you do

Young people

With adult vices and a slap face because we are

Young people

With eyes imbued with anger but without a reason

We

Who write the story

We are

Skin thieves now

They fuck in a car

Two plastic cups

Full of poems and phrases chosen at random from a beautiful film

Pretending to have a theory

On love, the drugs

On the money that so much brings nothing but perfect lies

We who want nothing on a seat shaken by turbulence

Rich in experience only

Don't stay here

Think about it if I fucking love you a little

We

Who write the story

We are

Skin thieves now

Young people with fewer cards

How they were apart

No knots on ties

But with knots in throat

Young people

Young people like us

We

Who write the story

We are

Skin thieves now

Fuck the fake intellectuals full of judgments in their pockets

We who do first, luckily we just don't read it

With the head on a bowl

And a desire for revenge

Write on the skin

Young forever