In a world that moves more slowly than the people that inhabit it,
Cecile, Rafè.
If you take the blinders off and you extend your views, 'cause the monsters are inside of you, not in front of you.
If you take the blinders off and you extend your views, 'cause the monsters are inside of you, not in front of you.
(It might be because something in me makes you afraid)
To you, who look at the colour of my skin as if I was an extreterrestrial
to the mom who notices me and holds her children close.
To those who already at kindergarten asked me weird questions,
like, for example, what colour my blood was.
To those who comment secretly and think I don't hear them:
"I don't have anything against [them], but there's too much of a difference"
To those who have white-skinned Barbie dolls since the Sixties
I had to wait for mine since 1980.
There are those who brag about ideals where niggers and homosexuals indifferently are all the same,
different, that is, and for that they are to be treated differently from normal ones and this is scary.
I close my mouth and eyes in the dark night and you're afraid because I'm too dark
("too dark")
you consider me only as a one-night stand
but you don't take into consideration my nature1 because I'm a
nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
It's ok for you2 even if I'm
nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
you don't care anymore.
Nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
It's ok for you even if I'm
nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
you don't give a shit anymore.
If you take the blinders off and you extend your views, 'cause the monsters are inside of you, not in front of you.
If you take the blinders off and you extend your views, 'cause the monsters are inside of you, not in front of you.
(It might be because something in me makes you afraid)
You invite me for dinner, but only if you pay for me
at the bus stop I smile at you and you ignore me,
I've been fighting all my life against dragons
not even Harry Potter wins against these wizards
of ignorance, filled with self-righteousness, façade is all what matters, but in the end the substance is missing,
so much indifference and I cry alone in my room
"don't worry about the nigger, when she's sad, she starts dancing".
deleterious clichès [are] even sadder than cemeteries
It seems like it was yesterday that I was a child and I still believed in dreams,
and I already felt the actual and serious disadvantages and who made them was always you,
not Balotelli, not "booo"s3
nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
it's ok for you even if I'm
nigger, nigger, nigger,
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked,
you don't care anymore.
Nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
It's ok for you even if I'm
nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
you don't give a shit anymore.
nigger, nigger, nigger
naked, naked, naked
Nigger, nigger, nigger
but when you see me
naked, naked, naked
you don't give a shit anymore.
1. Not sure what she means. Disposition? Attitude?2. "andare bene" is used when something isn't bad. Of course here it means that people who are racist think of black people as inferior, but when it comes to sex, they are suddenly not disgusted anymore.3. "altro che" is used to compare two things, underlining how one is much more relevant than the other. For example, here she means that the racism and discrimination she experienced were far harsher than the discriminations that Balotelli -a black quick-tempered Italian footballer- has experienced (he usually gets boo-ed and offensive chants against him are sung during matches).