Simone spaccia Lyrics English Translation by Fabrizio Moro
The apple never falls far from the tree.
Simone, like his father, boasts of this with glee.
But his father is a great son of a ***,
while he plays at being Rome’s underworld rich.
And he spends his days studying arrogance on the street.
He’s still young, but time moves on its feet.
No one ever explained hope to him:
it’s a word he just can’t comprehend.
Then again, when everyone betrays your trust,
you hear your name said with the respect
of someone who speaks your name with intent.
The stained plaster and the blows to your mother,
with a heart that needs changing and legs a bit thinner.
The cowardly friends, say your name,
because there’s all the blood inside a *** name.
The writings of the poets don’t respect
the meaning of today’s youth and their dissent.
Simone.
Simone deals, and his life is written on his face.
It’s like a smell that won’t go away,
that won’t go away, that won’t go away.
Simone deals: he’s covered in marks on his arms.
It’s like a pain that won’t go away,
that won’t go away, that won’t go away.
The sky is just a house that’s a little bigger.
It’s useless to ask ourselves where we’ll end up forever.
Simone doesn’t ask because he’s struck down.
He’ll find out if he ends up getting gunned down.
And say it again, say it loud and say your name,
because there’s all the blood inside a *** name.
The writings on those walls don’t respect the meaning,
the rage you have inside.
He deals, and his life is written on his face.
It’s like a smell that won’t go away,
that won’t go away, that won’t go away.
Simone deals: he’s covered in marks on his arms.
It’s like a pain that won’t go away,
that won’t go away, that won’t go away.
Simone deals, Simone deals.
It’s like a pain that won’t go away,
that won’t go away, that won’t go away.
It’s like a pain that won’t go away,
that won’t go away, that won’t go away.