La mia città [English translation]

Hate to leave in a hurry,

the noises, the fog,

the sustained time

of this city

Hate the high heels,

that distractedly pin down

to the invasive sewer covers

of this city

Hate myself in the mirror

not for my defects,

but for my stupidity

Love to stay around

knowing that I'll always return

to this city

And tell me if there is a sense to time,

to my useless wandering,

and tell me if there is really a goal

or I have to run for happiness.

And I run, I run,

ahead and turn backward

I flee, I want to catch the train

I hold hard your respiration

and I see myself as someone without breaks

I push hard, I don't fear you,

I want it all

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

Love the traffic in the centre,

park distractedly,

and your smile,

my instability

Love playing the offended

and with no excuse

make peace in the evening,

switch off the city

And I love myself exactly for that

from egocentrism,

without rationality

Love playing tricks on you 1

knowing that I'll always return,

to my city

And tell me if there is a sense to time,

to my useless wandering,

and tell me if there is really a goal,

or I have to run for happiness

And I run, I run,

Ahead and turn backward,

I flee, I want to catch the train,

I hold hard your respiration

and I see myself as someone without breaks

I push hard, I don't fear you,

I want it all, I want you,

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

And tell me, if you would like to do so

And tell me that you aren't

but a confused reflection

that I'm looking into the depths of ourselves

And I run, I run

Ahead and turn backward,

I flee, I want to catch the train

I hold hard your respiration

and I see myself as someone without breaks

I push hard, I don't fear you

I want it all, I want you,

I want you, I want you,

I want you, I want you.

1. on Italian (and my French translation) the notion of 'around' is present in this idiom. Couldn't find a parallel in English