Ti sembra normale [English translation]

If you were real, I'd know everything about you, but every one of your inhibition raises a question:

guess what we'll be doing tonight, after a candlelight dinner.

I see you uptight when we hang up, you'll play hurt, but it's up to you,

if you'd stoop to say that word, downcast eyes, as if nothing gets to you, fierce.

At this point, tell me how much I mean to you

Does it seem normal to you that I stay up late, romancing you for hours and you don't try at all to take into account

that I deserve a gaze, an accidental touch,

I feel like I'm unsuited and pedestrian

next to the one who's always so rational.

I won't give up, you can bet

I wanna play the long shot, by bidding on

the baser instincts in you.

If it was true that a woman doesn't know what a thought without complicity is, you of all people had to be the exception, it seems like you're the quintessence of aversion.

But I know, under that shell of yours, there's a girl

on the line, above the same old fear to let go

that everyone has.

At this point tell me that I'm the only one for you.

Does it seem normal to you that I stay up late, romancing you for hours and you don't try at all to take into account

that I deserve a gaze, an accidental touch,

I feel like I'm unsuited and pedestrian

next to the one who's always so rational.

I won't give up, you can bet

I wanna play the long shot, by bidding on

the baser instincts in you.

Now I'm gonna go, but I hear you saying: "wait just a little bit... where am I gonna find another sensitive man like you?"

Does it seem normal to you, that in the blink of an eye you change your opinion, that you don't try at all to take into account that I deserve a gaze, an accidental touch, I feel like I'm unsuited and pedestrian

Does it seem normal to you that I stay up late, romancing you for hours, if I really like love at first sight.

And I don't mind a gaze, an accidental touch, I feel like I'm

unsuited and pedestrian

next to the one who's always so rational.

I won't give up, you can bet

I wanna play the long shot,

by risking my baser instincts...

Are you having dinner with me later?

• Artist:Max Gazzè