Buona [Cattiva] Sorte [English translation]

You have your father's eyes

Your mother's mouth

On your face the two are still together

Love has destroyed you

My poison is the same

26 letters and we still don't call each other

Yours is a luxury pain

Written with black ink that

You throw on mirrors if you don't like what you see

Don't worry my love (come on)

Only you exist, only I exist (come on)

They reject us they stone us and with those stones

We'll build a wall

In the good, bad luck

I'll love him, I'll love him till death

In the good, back luck

I'll love him, I'll love him till death

Till death till

Till death till

It will end nananana nanana

Till death till

Till death till

Till death it will end nananana nanana

nananana nanana (till death it'll end nanana)

And now kiss me hard

Among the museum's paintings

While you shout "you've changed" and I answer it's not true

Mine is a luxury love

Written in tears too

And from the obsession for the taste of pain

You want to choose as a job

And become my jailer

I don't understand what's the trick but I get what's the plan

Controlling from afar

In the good, bad luck

I'll love him, I'll love him till death

In the good, back luck

I'll love him, I'll love him till death

Till death till

Till death till

Till death it'll end nanana

nananana nanana

Till death till

Till death till

Till death it'll end nananana nanana

Kiss me as long as you want

Kiss me like we've invented it

Take me with all of my wounds

Take me for all the life

In the good, bad luck

I'll love him, I'll love him till death

In the good, back luck

I'll love him, I'll love him till death

Till death till

Till death till

It'll end nanananana

Till death till

Till death till

Till death it'll end nananana

• Artist:Tiziano Ferro
• Album:Accetto miracoli (2019)