My grandfather is still my grandfather
He is still Ambrogio in every moment
I mean he doesn't have behavior problems.
But I'm not like Ambrogio
Integrity is not my cup of tea
To be comfortable
I need a role.
For example, when I'm in the countryside
And I lay a fire in the fireplace
Slowly I pick up the wood
And I move like a farmer.
And if I meet a woman on the train
I pretend to be austere and reserved
I act like the one who doesn't speak too much
But has behind him such a past.
And if it works well
If the role works
So I feel like I'm a person.
Sometimes I put my coat on
Grayish green like a soldier
I put it on and I fix my body inside it
And since I'm on it, I fix my thoughts too.
And if I'm reading Hegel
I focus, I'm all enthralled
Not from Hegel, of course
But from my academic charm.
And if it works well
If the role works
So I feel like I'm a person.
My grandfather chose a role for himself
And he doesn't change it in any moment
I mean he behaves in one way only.
Instead I always need
A new definition
After all everyone does it
It's an implicit convention.
But from today on I want to scream
That I've never been myself
And I state without discretion
That I act like a fool.
And if it works well
If the role works
So I feel like I'm a person.
If one day we'll look for
Who we really are
I guess
We wouldn't find anything.