Per me [English translation]

For me, I ran so much

like a prey escaping a hunt

for me a broken road roller

cold wind that cuts the face.

For me, born among the monsters of the crossroads

influenced by the shadows on the steps that I took

for a dream, too big, too big

closed in a box that has no shape.

For me, burned cardboard

hard-wearing leftovers of a happy destiny.

For me, blood of a Christ

that is crucified but with no nails.

For me, it's life that goes

a minute, an year.

For me.

With my energies spent on difficulties

my mood swinging with the insults and the compliments

spitting against prejudice

and the health lost because of a vice.

I never saw the world

but I learned to travel anyway.

For me, middle school degree and building site

and hours and hours spent cleaning the same toilet.

For me, iron shoes

heavy for walking but sturdy.

For me, a needle, astonished,

a smile of joy with gaps between teeth.

For me, it's life that goes

a minute, an year.

For me.

For me, it's life that goes

a minute, an year.

For me.

With dirty but innocent thoughts,

moving to different apartments

and the songs written to make a living

great loves and never an altar.

With my energies spent on difficulties

my mood swinging with the insults and the compliments

spitting against prejudice

and the health lost because of a vice.

It's life that goes, a minute, an year.

For me, for me.

• Artist:Fabrizio Moro
• Album:Figli di Nessuno