More songs by Bresh
Description
My pulse goes up and down in rhythm, like the tide that can't decide whether to stay or wash everything away. The air is thick with unspoken words and heat, as if feelings overheated the engine and then were forgotten about cooling down. There's only one note between "I love you" and "I'll kill you," but it sounds damn beautiful when fatigue sings. The street noise becomes a backdrop for the internal swings: a little anger, a little longing, and a little more of that strange calm that comes when you've stopped fighting. Everything has long been mixed together: cigarette smoke, summer dust, and the bitter habit of returning to where it already hurt. But that's where music truly lives, where everything is unstable, but genuinely so.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Okay, 20-25
Chissà se è meglio (ho male alla gola, B-R-E-S-H)
Sono di nuovo in gara, sono di nuovo K.O. (that's SHUNE, am I right?)
Siamo ritornati, Lu' (Andrè, Andrè)
Mandala (no joke)
Sono di nuovo in gara, sono di nuovo K.O.
Sono da solo in strada, ballo con una zingara
Sto rincorrendo cosa, sto chiamando l'SOS
Sono sull'altra sponda ed il ponte precipita
Mi ricordo chi sei, non sono distante da te
Tutte parole che non sono importanti per me
Se c'è la nebbia in casa, apri tutto, capita
Se ti copre la strada, rallenta la macchina
Ea, l'umore è marea
Devo stare calmo, non dirmi: "Ti odio, ti manco"
Ia-ea, l'umore è marea
C'è caldo ed intanto mi urli: "Ti amo, ti ammazzo!"
Ia-ea, l'umore è marea
Devo stare calmo, non dirmi: "Ti odio, ti manco"
Ia-ea, l'umore è marea
Mi vede distratto, mi manda in basso e in alto, e ia (ea)
(E ia-ea)
(E ia-ea)
(E ia-ea)
Portavo il fumo a scuola, fumavo alla finestra
Mi sentivo in prigionе, mi si alzava la cresta
Non far la cosa giusta se ne è valsa la pena
Stavamo per la strada a fare tutti pena
Ho fatto un sacco di chilometri senza vela
Però ho uno straccio di mezzo, non ho nemmeno il box
Da piccolino stavo in giro come fossi un bus
Adesso mi chiudono in casa come fossi un boss
Ea, l'umore è marea
Devo stare calmo, non dirmi: "Ti odio, ti manco"
Ia-ea, l'umore è marea
C'è caldo ed intanto mi urli: "Ti amo, ti ammazzo!"
Ia-ea, l'umore è marea
Devo stare calmo, non dirmi: "Ti odio, ti manco"
Ia-ea, l'umore è marea
Mi vede distratto, mi manda in basso e in alto, e ia (ea)
Mi ricordo chi sei, un treno che torna da me
Una lezione che non mi entra mai in testa perché
Prima mi fai felice, poi mi levi l'anima
Scendi come la pioggia, sali come un'aquila
Ea, l'umore è marea
Devo stare calmo, non dirmi: "Ti odio, ti manco"
Ia-ea, l'umore è marea
Mi vede distratto, mi manda in basso e in alto, e ia
(E ia-ea)
(E ia-ea)
(E ia-ea)
English translation
Okay, 20-25
Who knows if it's better (my throat hurts, B-R-E-S-H)
I'm back in the race, I'm KO'd again. (that's SHUNE, am I right?)
We are back, Lu' (Andrè, Andrè)
Mandala (no joke)
I'm back in the race, I'm KO'd again.
I'm alone in the street, dancing with a gypsy
I'm chasing what, I'm calling SOS
I'm on the other side and the bridge collapses
I remember who you are, I'm not far from you
All words that are not important to me
If it's foggy in the house, open everything, it happens
If he blocks your path, slow down the car
Ea, the mood is tidal
I have to stay calm, don't tell me: "I hate you, you miss me"
Ya-ea, the mood is tidal
It's hot and meanwhile you scream at me: "I love you, I'll kill you!"
Ya-ea, the mood is tidal
I have to stay calm, don't tell me: "I hate you, you miss me"
Ya-ea, the mood is tidal
He sees me distracted, sends me low and high, and ia (ea)
(And hey-hey)
(And hey-hey)
(And hey-hey)
I brought smoke to school, I smoked at the window
I felt like I was in prison, my crest was rising
Not doing the right thing if it was worth it
We were on the street feeling sorry for ourselves
I did a lot of kilometers without sailing
But I have a rag in the middle, I don't even have the garage
When I was little I walked around like I was a bus
Now they lock me in the house like I'm a boss
Ea, the mood is tidal
I have to stay calm, don't tell me: "I hate you, you miss me"
Ya-ea, the mood is tidal
It's hot and meanwhile you scream at me: "I love you, I'll kill you!"
Ya-ea, the mood is tidal
I have to stay calm, don't tell me: "I hate you, you miss me"
Ya-ea, the mood is tidal
He sees me distracted, sends me low and high, and ia (ea)
I remember who you are, a train coming back to me
A lesson that never enters my head why
First you make me happy, then you lift my soul
Come down like the rain, rise like an eagle
Ea, the mood is tidal
I have to stay calm, don't tell me: "I hate you, you miss me"
Ya-ea, the mood is tidal
He sees me distracted, sends me down and up, and on
(And hey-hey)
(And hey-hey)
(And hey-hey)