DNA [oh putain!] [English translation]

You wanna know what they think of you?

If your profile or your neckline is more beautiful?

Every so often you feel cute, but

Then you see yourself in a photo and you say: “Oh, fuck”

Don't you understand that age doesn't matter?

It's not about strength or speed

If your mother is 60 years old and is a star

It's only a matter of DNA

Of DNA

Of DNA

Of DNA

It's just a matter of DNA

The question is: Are you born an asshole or do you become one?

And do you become one later on in your years or already around your twenties?

Does it count more what you read or how you think?

Does it count more how you're born, where you're born, or how hard you work?

Does the music you listen to matter more or what you play?

But how do you listen to it? Open-toothed or do you discover talents?

And among what you write, what you think, and what you imagine, where do you stop it?

And when you fail, do you give up or try again?

These fish, do you catch them or do you fall asleep?

First, you catch them and then you regret it, great torment

You still listen to these lunatics

At night reading your comments

Of DNA

Of DNA

Of DNA

It's just a matter of FNA

She climbs like a helix (of DNA)

If I don't listen to her, then she retaliates (of DNA)

I call her voice and I call you soul (of DNA)

But it's just a matter of DNA

Enough, do your exercises, mention those vices, read more books

Put in more effort 'cause you're telling bullshit lies, no, you're not convincing me

Just half of my talent is enough

But the official parameter here isn't quality

From my flesh, take carbon and make us a ring

Two thousand degrees and it becomes a diamond, uh, how nice

You can hold me between your fingers all the time

The rest of my body will be in ashes, disperse it to the wind

But ay least I found my voice

If you were blind, you would be able to recognize it

Even though it doesn't count more than my image

That pops over between fingers and pages

She climbs like a helix (of DNA)

If I don't listen to her, then she retaliates (of DNA)

I call her voice and I call you soul (of DNA)

But it's just a matter of DNA

You wanna know what they think of you?

If your profile or your neckline is more beautiful?

Every so often you feel cute, but

Then you see yourself in a photo and you say: “Oh, fuck”

• Artist:Margherita Vicario
• Album:Bingo