Nuvole Di Fango (feat. Gianna Nannini)

Fedez:
The ID reminds him that the student
Takes hits from life but doesn’t feel the pain
School’s just a stone’s throw away, lights up a Philip Morris
The backpack’s too heavy to chase after his dreams
In the cleanest places, the conscience gets dirty
In the schoolyard, he drags his crooked feet
And it doesn’t matter much about the podium if you can’t stay there
The world trusts in God but he doesn’t rely on others

Gianna Nannini:
We’re slaves to courage
Jumping through clouds of mud
We’re the blood on the asphalt
We’re awake, marked by a dream that won’t go away

Fedez:
You grow up, things change but everything feels different
If the world pretends to be honest, he stays quiet and plays introvert
But one day he breaks the lock he used to shut himself in
And meanwhile, the world’s ready, I’ve lost my way
And there was nothing to believe in, whole days free
Without an ashtray, just a desire to write
Teenagers not looking for jobs
You often talk about the youth but too little with them
When they ask, they impose, demand, and prohibit
In this sick world, the dream has become a symptom
It doesn’t matter how high you aim but how low you start
They called him the first rat, but now he’s number one in the charts
Now those crooked feet are on the red carpet
Some things are like HIV, you’ve got it in your blood

Gianna Nannini:
We’re just passing through
Jumping through clouds of mud
With hearts under eviction
We’re the ones marked by the dream for eternity

Fedez:
You’re not here, I’m not here
Give me a hope that’ll take me away from here
You’re not here, I’m not here
Follow your path, the rest will show
You’re not here, I’m not here
I’m looking for a hope to get away from here

Gianna Nannini:
We’re slaves to courage
Jumping through clouds of mud
With hearts under eviction
We’re awake, marked by a dream that won’t go away.