Arresto cardiaco [English translation]

I slow down the pace that moves legs, thoughts

and defines the flow and the accent

of the blood that runs the arteries obstructed

by the anxiety that infects the moment.

Breath slowly, someone asks how are you

how are you, kid, how are you, how are you.

Badly.

I feel like I'm going to pass out and it isn't just a hypochondriac's feeling.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having an attack.

Help, suddenly life is compressed

it walks fast and passes in front of me

I see the town during celebrations

my drunk grandpa talking with saints.

Breath slowly, someone asks are you okay

are you okay, hey, are you okay, are you okay.

Christ!

I shut down in the street looking at the stars of our zodiac.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having an attack.

I think about the fact that I still haven't done

the things that I was supposed to do.

Had I known I would have improved myself

and I would have married too.

Breath slowly, someone asks is he still alive,

the pulse is weak, I still breath, hold my hand, hold me

'cause I already feel like I'm dog food.

No, I'm dead, I see the light, I see a distorted world

the priest at the oratory wasn't wrong

he used to tell me I'd end up in Purgatory

"Put temptations away

they're poison for your heart and your joints".

I never changed, with my foot on the border

between what I'm today and what I used to be

and this is the result...

For me, when I used to expect an idyllic future.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having an attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having a heart attack.

I'm having an attack.

How strange, life is a perfect dress

that we often don't know how to wear

but it fits perfectly if you learn that in a moment

you could stop breathing.

Breath slowly, someone asks how are you

how are you, kid, how are you, how are you.

How am I...

I'm fine.

Accept life as it is, or not, see for yourself.

Accept life as it is, or not, see for yourself.

Accept life as it is, or not, see for yourself.

How are you, how are you,

How are you, how are you

Fine

I'm having a heart attack

Or not, see for yourself

I'm having a heart attack

How are you, how are you,

I'm having a heart attack

• Artist:Fabrizio Moro
• Album:Figli di Nessuno