Ricordi Sbiaditi Lyrics English Translation by Medy
Now I smoke and think of you, money and a Tech tracksuit
Faded memories of when I was there
Cartier, yeah, yeah, yeah
It comes easy thinking of you, I’m smoking hashish
You search for me among the others, no one will ever calm me
My angry friends, drugs and money in the Audi
I just want to hug you to understand what it is (Yeah, yeah)
“Ding, dong,” they’re ringing, today they’re taking me
They’re asking about me, someone waits below
“Bum, bum,” they’re shooting, run, they’re knocking
“Tic, tac,” time is still, I’m smoking for you
Now I smoke and think of you, money and a Tech tracksuit
Faded memories of when I was there
Now I smoke and think of you, money and a Tech tracksuit
Faded memories of when I was there (Yeah, Cartier, yeah)
How are you, my brother? Jolie is calling me
But the heart is at zero, put on the helmet and hop on
I ask you, “bum, bum,” the motorcycle and then
The heart goes back to zero, so much noise around us
How are you, my brother? Jolie is calling me
But the heart is at zero, put on the helmet and hop on
You’re true love, “bum, bum,” the motorcycle and then
Let’s fly in the sky, so much chaos around us
So much chaos around you, I make you forget about him
We do it on the parquet
Baby, always with this story, in para they check the phone
I just need a second and then you’re already lying on me
So “Ça va?” I wonder
And I want to be the richest in the cemetery
Come on, Jolie, come up, stay calm with me
Drinking only red wine on the coast
I wish it never ends
I only have faded memories
With me, I have cash, no friends
I smoke and remember who’s there and who’s gone
The more we invoice, the more we annoy
The soul is dirty, and I know how much it weighs
My life is on the edge, and here I survive
You won’t have me inside, closed in a pen
I take aim and hit precisely
Now I smoke and think of you, money and a Tech tracksuit
Faded memories of when I was there
Now I smoke and think of you, money and a Tech tracksuit
Faded memories of when I was there (Yeah, Cartier, yeah)
How are you, my brother? Jolie is calling me
But the heart is at zero, put on the helmet and hop on
I ask you, “bum, bum,” the motorcycle and then
The heart goes back to zero, so much noise around us
How are you, my brother? Jolie is calling me
But the heart is at zero, put on the helmet and hop on
You’re true love, “bum, bum,” the motorcycle and then
Let’s fly in the sky, so much chaos around us