La mia città [English translation]

I hate rushing around, the noise, the fog,

the time hanging in this city.

I hate high heels, that get stuck in the drains

in this city.

I hate myself in the mirror, not for my faults,

For my stupidity.

I love knowing that I always find my way back

in this city.

And tell me if there is a sense of time, to all my pointless wandering, and tell is there really a destination or will I have to run to find my happiness.

And I run, I run back and forth,

I want to take it and I tremble,

hold on tight to your breath and think of me and how I don't stop

hold on tight, do not be afraid

I want it all, I want you...

I want you, I want you, I want you.

I love the traffic in Central, the full parking spots,

your smile, my instability

I love committing offenses, without even an apology,

making peace with the night, turning off the city

And I love myself for the sake of self-love,

without, rationality

I love being out, knowing that I will find a way back,

in my city

And tell me if there is a sense of time, to my pointless wandering, and tell is there really a destination or will I have to run to find my happiness.

And I run, I run back and forth,

I want to take it and I tremble,

hold on tight to your breath

and think of me and how I don't stop

hold on tight, do not be afraid

I want it all, I want you...

I want you, I want you, I want you

And tell me what you want

And tell me that you aren't

Only a confused reflection

that I see deep inside me

And I run, I run back and forth,

I want to take it and I tremble,

hold on tight to your breath

and think of me and how I don't stop

hold on tight, do not be afraid

I want it all, I want you...

I want you, I want you, I want you...

I want you, I want you, I want you...