Casa a Natale [English translation]

I surrender.

I surrender to the cold I feel since you've surrendered.

I'm nobody

but you're too much.

Who I was is now a mystery, but you're too much.

I'm always at home or nothing - I count the days in my mind

but I lose the number because forgiveness is my job.

I'm an expert on deserts, however, I still get lost in them.

With everything I like.

With everything I hate about myself.

With everything I don't like about you.

With everything I'd wish from you.

With everything I like.

With everything I hate about myself.

With everything I don't, don't like about you.

With everything I'd wish at home at Christmas.

I'm alone and it's always been like that.

The value of defect, the fact I admit it.

I've applauded, I've nodded.

The imbalance of control, the fact I'm now crumbling.

And I asked a passerby who I was.

They replied, 'The one I didn't remember'.

How can your face scare you if you don't see it in the mirror anymore?

I'm an expert on eternity, however, I still get lost in it.

With everything I like.

With everything I hate about myself.

With everything I don't like about you.

With everything I'd wish from you.

With everything I like.

With everything I hate about myself.

With everything I don't like about you.

With everything I'd wish at home at Christmas.

Thursday, Friday, Monday.

Monday, Thursday, Friday.

I imagined having you like this.

But I didn't imagine seeing you like this.

Thursday, Friday, Monday.

Monday, Thursday, Friday.

They shout on the news,

at the service over the chaos preceding my Christmas.

With everything I like.

With everything I hate about myself.

With everything I don't like about you.

With everything I'd wish from you.

With everything I like.

With everything I hate about myself.

With everything I don't like about you.

With everything I'd wish at home at Christmas.

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