Storia del mio corpo [English translation]
Storia del mio corpo [English translation]
My body has a history of fear
Ad I clearly see it in every act
Like when I was gone quiet
The same way you close a faucet
My body as a history that keeps showing itself
And I listen to it the same way I look at an open window
I left it still in the bed, still inside
Like in the envelope of a letter
And I dressed it up differently every day
And then I got used to living through it
And I heard it screaming “live me, live me, live me
Please burn me like a match”
I have eyes so vacant
That you tell me, “It's like you don't exist”
I have eyes so lost
Like throwing two coins casually in a field
Small movements
the vague perception of a life outside
Let me know if you hear me, you see me
Shout my name
Do something extreme
or I'll make the mistake again
Staying hidden in my body
Staying hidden
My body is a home that I am carrying
On the walls is written what has happened
I threw it on an armchair without caring
As if it were someone else's
And I undressed it and gave it to the wind, as a flag
I opened it and closed it as if it had a zip behind
And I heard it screaming “live me, live me, live me
Please burn me like a match”
I have eyes so vacant
That you tell me, “It's like you don't exist”
I have eyes so lost
Like throwing two coins casually in a field
Small movements
the vague perception of a life outside
Let me know if you hear me, you see me
Shout my name
Do something extreme
or I'll make the mistake again
Staying hidden in my body
Staying hidden
Staying hidden in my body
Staying hidden
- Artist:Michele Bravi
- Album:La Geografia Del Buio