La Pieva (Chez Moi)

At my place, we speak from the heart
We know kindness without judgment
Yeah, at my place, when we reach out our hands
It's to offer what's inside
At my place, there are a thousand and one nights
Our eyes sweat gold and fire
There are tables filled with fruits
Our lips have the accent of my old home
Some roll their R's, others speak little or shout loud
Whether they come from the snow or the deserts
They all once headed north
We tell each other ancient fables
That pass from memory to memory
We know where our roots grow
We’re not ashamed of our history

I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
They make seeds bloom so they can become life
I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
The differences are beautiful since I'm alive
In my blood, there’s war, loss, and farewells
But there’s mostly love, love
In my blood, peoples and fog mix
But only love tells my story well
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

At my place, how many destinies deserve to be heard
And even if it means nothing to you, how many of us have known
Those boats we were forced to take to lands with unknown tongues
The life we had to relearn to forget what we once knew
At my place, there are trains that rolled straight to death
At my place, there are real ties in hundreds of thousands of ports
At my place, there’s also a gypsy who sang by the fire at night
I carry her name, I raise her flame when I stand before your eyes

I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
They make seeds bloom so they can become life
I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
The differences are beautiful since I'm alive
In my blood, there’s war, loss, and farewells
But there’s mostly love, love
In my blood, peoples and fog mix
But only love tells my story well
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

If there's one thing to remember, it's that at my place, it's all about sharing
Of course, it’s not always rosy, but we inherit the heart
At my place, there’s passing down, it smells like the city, it smells like the sea
Money is counted in tradition, in tears on my grandfather's cheeks
At my place, women are strong, men aren’t afraid to cry
Our skins are tough like bark, whoever we are, we are loved
At my place, no one really dies, because everyone becomes a memory
That we sing together as night falls, yeah, at my place, the dead smile

I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
They make seeds bloom so they can become life
I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
The differences are beautiful since I'm alive
In my blood, there’s war, loss, and farewells
But there’s mostly love, love
In my blood, peoples and fog mix
But only love tells my story well

I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
They make seeds bloom so they can become life
I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
The differences are beautiful since I'm alive

I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
They make seeds bloom so they can become life
I come from everywhere, at my place, people love, love
The differences are beautiful since I'm alive