I hate the rushing, the sounds, the fog and the hung time of this city,
I hate the heeled shoes with which, because of my inattention, I get stuck in the intrusive manholes of this city,
I hate myself in the mirror, not because I've got flaws, but because I'm stupid,
I love being outside, knowing that I'll always come back to this city
And tell me if there is any sense to this time, to my useless wandering
And tell me if there is really a destination or I'll have to run away in order to be happy
And I run, run forward and I come back,
I get away, I want, I take and shiver,
Hugging your breath strongly
And I think of me that I can't stop,
I push hard and I'm not afraid of you,
I want everything, I want you,
I want you, I want you, I want you
I love the traffic in the centre, parking while being distracted, your smile and my instability,
I love pretending I'm offended, without any reason, and then making peace in the evening, you turn off the city
And I irrationally love myself for this, because of my being self-centred,
I love teasing you, knowing that I'll always come back to this city
And tell me if there is any sense to this time, to my useless wandering
And tell me if there is really a destination or I'll have to run away in order to be happy
And I run, run forward and I come back,
I get away, I want, I take and shiver,
Hugging your breath strongly
And I think of me that I can't stop,
I push hard and I'm not afraid of you,
I want everything, I want you,
I want you, I want you, I want you
And tell me if you want it
And tell me that you aren't
Just a confused reflection
That I look upon at the bottom of "us"
And I run, run forward and I come back,
I get away, I want, I take and shiver,
Hugging your breath strongly
And I think of me that I can't stop,
I push hard and I'm not afraid of you,
I want everything, I want you,
I want you, I want you, I want you
I want you, I want you, I want you