Quei ragazzi [English translation]

You want to understand that I am seeking something

But it is this something that is not seeking me

You want to understand that I speak alone

Because there is nobody here that listens now

You want to understand that I hate the world

And the TV makes me question if

If these people really believe

In the bullshit that they know to sell

You want to understand that I am looking for wine

But I don´t expect you to drink with me

I am careless and I like feeling bad

Because I shut myself up and fly inside of me

I don´t know what I have

I grow internally, I don´t know

We are alone in this valley of nothingness

And your judgement isn´t important anymore here

People always talk about things

And then they delude themselves that they feel big

I feel like the the dull laughter of the police

Like those guys who are thrown down

at the end of the street

I feel like the summer evenings, the melancholy

I don´t know what I have

You want to understand that I am fed up

with dedicating my life to who?

To these people who live in a wall

and who rest when it is monday

You want to understand that I write in the night

When the moon keeps me company

It makes me feel a little less answers

but it makes me believe in this magic

We are alone in this valley of nothingness

And your judgement isn´t important anymore here

People always talk about things

And then they delude themselves that they feel big

I feel like the the dull laughter of the police

Like those guys who are thrown down

at the end of the street

I feel like the summer evenings, the melancholy

I don´t know what I have

I lose a comparison but I want to live long

I am the sand that stays in the suitcase of July

I want to stay forever, not make fashion from nothing

I want to return as a winner, and laugh all the time

I want to fail and fall down, do things myself

I don´t want to have advice, you look at me, tell me it´s there

You who feel confident about the way you want to live

I who hate myself and in the mirror yells: "Get out of me"

We are alone in this valley of nothingness

And your judgement isn´t important anymore here

People always talk about things

And then they delude themselves that they feel big

I feel like the the dull laughter of the police

Like those guys who are thrown down

at the end of the street

I feel like the summer evenings, the melancholy

I don´t know what I have