NEVE SULLE JORDAN Lyrics English Translation – Mahmood
Snow, snow, snow, snow covers my Jordans
More than working, we think about staying in shape
You said, “if you cheat, it doesn’t matter”
I was wrong to give you too much importance, too much rope
Drink, drink, drink, drink juice with vodka
To screw better doesn’t seem to me the answer
If I speak little, I almost feel guilty
Mom lives in Africa
Maybe she misses a bit
I should buy a car
I’m too old for toxic people
Because I never trust
I don’t know how to express love in public
Maybe because I was an only child
You tell me no one is like me, I doubt it
I live relationships only in a playful way
Snow, snow, snow, snow covers my Jordans
More than working, we think about staying in shape
You said, “if you cheat, it doesn’t matter”
I was wrong to give you too much importance, too much rope
Well, well, well, well, I wanted you another time
Now we can’t even look each other in the face
Sorry, baby, I have a mess in my head
I want silence, I only hear
Snow on the Jordans
Snow or coke
We make love
As if we don’t care
A cut to the aorta
I’m out of breath
Another caipiroska starts
Another somersault
They were selling snow in the neighborhood
And it was August
I’ve seen the pains of hell
Purgatory
Mom, the sirens
How many nights
How much pain
How much good
With your ass on the railings
Hoping for a
Snow, snow, snow, snow snow on the Jordans
Because I know the climb will never be short
When you get to the top then you’re alone and what does it matter
I talk with the devil, there’s a dance with death
Well, well, well, well, I wanted you another time
Now we can’t even look each other in the face
Sorry, baby, I have a mess in my head
I want silence, I only hear
I want a Cullinan
Escape to America
Do whatever I want
Now we’re not dreaming
Love, let’s go high
If you kiss
Someone else, you’ll see me
All high on the motorbike
Now we’re not dreaming
Alone on the asphalt
We touch the sky
We touch the sky
Snow, snow, snow, snow snow on the Jordans
Because I know the climb will never be short
When you get to the top then you’re alone and what does it matter
I talk with the devil, there’s a dance with death
Well, well, well, well, I wanted you another time
Now we can’t even look each other in the face
Sorry, baby, I have a mess in my head
I want silence, I only hear
Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow
Snow covers my Jordans
Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow
Snow covers my Jordans
Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow
Snow covers my Jordans
Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow
Snow covers my Jordans