Racconterò Di Te

I will tell about when you said: I swear I've changed
And then you haven't changed at all, the road was identical
When you said you can save me and I did it with my heart
Then you looked for an excuse in yourself and confused me among people
I will tell my son about the things we did together
The first day I saw you: Diamond among the hyenas
You know life can change us only if we don't live it
Strange to say, sometimes it remains true who we are not
I will tell my friends
To the few who will remain that I discovered how beautiful it is by walking
To stand still, the more you try to be well, the more you complicate your future
What the hell with optimism, I don't want it as a shield
How many clouds do you need to notice the sky
When you lose a person, you discover their true value
And I write and smoke in the meantime, distracting myself as I can
After all, existence is a game and every choice is a new step

I will tell a passerby about you
And if they ask me why, it's not important
And if destiny challenges me, I will shuffle the
Cards with the trick of those who leave with eyes closed
Far away, at the bottom of the eyes, there is a
Room and sometimes getting lost is important
And I will write for those who are not enough and
When I can't live anymore, I will tell about you

I will tell about you, I will tell about you

I will tell that I tried to change what I was
When I ran away from school and the world was a black dot
Now it's hard to understand for those who don't know me
The troubles I filled by filling them with maybes
The times I rejected and they said
"You're spoiled" because I always
Had everything and loved what I lacked
Explain that to those who preach only that
Those who had the bread they desired something else
I will tell my son that your eyes are big and
That you colored a meaning among my most important days
That you are beautiful and I didn't say it when I had the chance
He will explain that existing is also doing what he wants
I will tell my father that I couldn't sleep at night
I turned inside the bed and thinking about it, I cried

It's strange how a song can be heavy
Strange my condition that doesn't change and you far away

I will tell a passerby about you
And if they ask me why, it's not important
And if destiny challenges me, I will shuffle the
Cards with the trick of those who leave with eyes closed
Far away, at the bottom of the eyes, there is a
Room and sometimes getting lost is important
And I will write for those who are not enough and
When I can't live anymore, I will tell about you
I will tell about you, I will tell about you