7 Vizi Capitale
Piotta
7 Capital Sins
North, South, West, East, Rome is
So big that at night it takes you, swallows you
Fucks your mind
A giant that rocks you amidst the screams it doesn't hear
Buys you, sells you, lifts you up, lays you down
Uses you if needed, rewards you, loses you
Who leaves, who descends, who bluffs, climbs
Cold as the Arctic Sahara
Inside your blankets, this night when you're not here
Naked like in Rome and that's how I want you
That from the sea retraces the sky like water and the river
You've never had fears
Women like her who ties me with her ropes
Taut, to go with lit candles
Black like the Sanpietrino, white like marble
Like dewdrops reflecting my gaze
Raw Rome, Raw Rome
Raw Rome
Naked like beauty, big like Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and doesn't forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked
Naked like beauty, big like Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and doesn't forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked
East, West, North, South
The roses, the winds, the thorns a tolling
I freeze, sunset, buildings to the sea
Seven capital sins, feels like drowning
In the black and white of a memory that doesn't belong to me
Amidst sirens' songs, cold as hyenas
Where thirst for revenge dresses thirst tailor-made
Blessed Rome sometimes Christ, sometimes Judas
Barbaric and cultured Rome, complex DNA
That's how Rome does it, seduces from the entrance
Sad like a tango, between gold and mud
Rome is a dance twirling on the asphalt
Rome is a tired face, of Madonna with tears
Jealous, intrusive, guardian of souls
Curious, lazy, unfaithful, prayer
Infamous hands in the holy water
Naked like beauty, big like Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and doesn't forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked
Naked like beauty, big like Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and doesn't forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked
Raw Rome, Raw Rome
Raw Rome
Raw Rome, Raw Rome
Raw Rome
Naked like Rome, big like beauty
A caring mother, who guides and caresses you
Tired worker, big shot, outlaw
You wish to be tonight the favorite son
But you're like all the others, tired faces at the stop
Eyes down, hands in pockets, thinking about your day
Everything you have, you've had to sweat for
Zero privileges, mafia-style capital
Those around you, have given life a price
The daily compensation for consuming piece by piece
Then you raise your eyes, see Rome
And those who truly live in this city, find meaning in everything
And don't want to leave anymore, don't want to leave anymore
Don't want to leave anymore