La mia città [English translation]

I hate hurrying around, the sounds, the fog, the frozen time, of this city

I hate high heels, which get stuck in the invasive manholes, of this city

I hate myself in the mirror, not for the faults, but the stupidity

I love staying around knowing to always return to this city.

And tell me if there's a meaning to time, to my useless wandering,

and tell me if there's really a destination or must I run for happiness.

And I run, I run forth and I turn back, I escape, I want, I take and I shiver, I hold strongly onto your breath and I think to myself that I haven't got control, I push hard, you don't scare me, I want everything, I want you!

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

I love the traffic in the (city) centre, parking inattentively, your smile, my instability

I love being grumpy without reason, only to make it up in the evening, turn the city off

And I love myself per this, for egocentricity without rationality

I love fooling you, knowing to always return, to my city.

And tell me if there's a meaning to time, to my useless wandering,

and tell me if there's really a destination or must I run for happiness.

And I run, I run forth and I turn back, I escape, I want, I take and I shiver, I hold strongly onto your breath and I think to myself that I haven't got control, I push hard, you don't scare me, 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

Only a confused reflection that I see in the depths of myself

And I run, I run forth and I turn back, I escape, I want, I take and I shiver, I hold strongly onto your breath and I think to myself that I haven't got control, I push hard, you don't scare me, I want everything, I want you!

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