Sei Tu La Mia Città

The road gets tangled in your hair
The streetlights explode like headlights in your eyes
You have a heart that smells of asphalt and prayers
And cars cross without even looking anymore

And let your hair down in the mud if you can
Tie your doubts to my shoes
If you don’t believe me
If you don’t believe me

The sky is still held up by my flaws
Hands intertwine and form skyscrapers
Make sure your excuses stick so you don’t fall
Sharp nails resist, cutting through the glass

And dry my thoughts with the breath of the last trees
Light up the signs of my best memories at night
Grant me peace and trains without any baggage
And look me in the eyes like a streetcar with its lights off
Hit me with light if you still don’t see me standing

You are my city
You are my city
That scares me when it’s evening
And lulls me to sleep in the morning
And reminds me to be many
One among many
When you want to feel
The thrill of others on your skin
Because you are the city
You are my city

The houses that open their legs to strangers
And the churches are mouths of women with guns hanging
The factories are old Indians making signs
The smoke carries away the last scraps

Hide me from others, your teeth are too comfortable
And spit me out when you hang your laundry
And wash me in the river if you still want to wear me
And roll up my sleeves when it rains from the walls
And blow me over the world like you’re almost the wind

You are my city
You are my city
That scares me when it’s evening
And lulls me to sleep in the morning
And reminds me to be many
One among many
When you want to feel
The thrill of others on your skin
Because you are the city
You are my city
That colors itself when it’s evening
While the alleys are black
And you only remember your true nature then
And you need a bit of me
To feel less alone
To feel like a city
That stays always lit

You are my city
You are my city
That scares me when it’s evening
And lulls me to sleep in the morning
And reminds me to be many
One among many
When you want to feel
The thrill of others on your skin
Because you are the city
You are always and only the city
That colors itself when it’s evening
While the alleys are black
And you only remember your true nature then
And you need a bit of me
To feel less alone
To feel like a city
That stays always lit
You are my city
You are my city
You are my city