More songs by Fedez
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Description
Relationships are like a failed chemistry experiment of feelings: too much passion, too little sense. Everything boils, hisses, smells of drama, and what comes out is ashes and a faint aftertaste of regret. Here, love goes hand in hand with irritation, and tenderness awkwardly pretends to be cynicism. Some people close their eyes to avoid seeing the truth, while others mistake embraces for power. It feels like two people are playing with mirrors: they reflect each other to the point of nausea, but they don't recognise themselves. Masks are falling, but it doesn't matter anymore if the same tired faces are underneath, faces that have long known that feelings can be turned off with a single movement, like a light switch. Only the smell of someone else's skin reminds me that the coldness in my eyes is also a form of protection. Director: Byron Rosero and Fedez Executive Producer: Matteo Stefani Cinematographer: Francesco Bartoli 1st AD: Francesca Belli Line Producer: Andrea Vetralla Producer: Pier Francesco Cari Production Manager: Lorenzo Bramati Production Coordinator: Fabiola Miccoli Assistant Producer: Rebecca Fiori 1st AC: Giuseppe Torsello 2nd AC: Francesco Eccli Master: Leonardo Bertucci Best Boy Electric: Thomas Micheli Electrician: Pietro Gallina, Davide Lionello, carlo.graphia Production Designer: Andrea Sogliacchi Assistant Production Designer: Samuel Amodeo Prop Master: Alessandro Moccia Runner: Andrea Magni, Nicola Malossi Fedez Stylist: Giulio Casagrande Assistant Fedez Stylist: Martina Corrao Fedez Makeup Artist: Paolo De Maria Clara Stylist: Francesco Vavallo. Clara's stylist assistants: Alessandro Foresio, Lorenzo Borgia Clara's hair stylist: Kevin D'Ambrosi Clara's makeup artist: Selena Tessera DIT: Marta Guerrini Editor: Byron Rosero, Francesca Belli Colourist: Andrea Sabatelli Visual effects supervisor: Giorgio Agello Glitch artist: Lapo Arbuzzi Photographer: Simone Tadielo Photographer's assistant: Damian Havaks Location manager: Andrea Vetralla Location: Villa Zaccaria Service: Video design Phantom operator: Roberto Chierici Administrator: Agnese Incurvati, Caterina Brignoli
Lyrics and translation
Original
Mi sembra che ora che non funziona, il tuo volto cucito sopra un'altra persona.
Mi hai detto che mi avresti messo alla prova. Io ho sbagliato già, mi sembra qualcosa.
Leggo negli occhi il disprezzo, ma quando mi baci li chiudi e poi mi riduci in un buon compromesso. Consumi persone, le usi e dopo le curi, mi lasci perplesso.
Se è tutto già perso, un po' troppo presto, lo sai, ci ho scommesso che sparirai e lo ricordo come fosse ieri e sai, poi ti ricordo come forse eri, come aforismi sprecati sui muri.
Adesso togli i sentimenti in eccesso, non mischiare amore col sesso.
Carne viva, crudité, scelte stupide. Cadiamo giù come maschere, maschere.
Leggo nei tuoi occhi il disprezzo, non mi fa né caldo né freddo.
Ogni volta che non voglio te, tu vuoi me. Ipocrisia, scelte stupide, stupide.
Sempre svegliata, bella e spietata, in mezzo al tuo petto una porta blindata, sempre diversa, mi sembri persa. Solo non vuoi essere ritrovata.
E poi chiudo gli occhi quando mi dai un bacio perché il tuo sguardo mi mette a disagio.
Mi hai fatto male come ho fatto io, forse dovrei denunciarti per plagio.
-Tu sei per me- -Un errore.
-Ma se da me- -Succede.
Succede solo venerdì che non mi baci più così.
E fa male come aforismi sprecati sui muri.
Adesso togli i sentimenti in eccesso, non mischiare amore col sesso. Carne viva, crudité, scelte stupide.
Cadiamo giù come maschere, maschere.
Leggo nei tuoi occhi il disprezzo, non mi fa né caldo né freddo. Ogni volta che non voglio te, tu vuoi me.
Ipocrisia, scelte stupide, stupide.
Non si scioglieranno mai i miei occhi di ghiaccio e non li scioglierai nemmeno te. Ma che male c'è?
Soltanto una notte in hotel.
Adesso togli i sentimenti in eccesso, non mischiare amore col sesso. Carne viva, crudité, scelte stupide.
Cadiamo giù come maschere, maschere.
Leggo nei tuoi occhi il disprezzo, non mi fa né caldo né freddo. Ogni volta che non voglio te, tu vuoi me.
Ipocrisia, scelte stupide, stupide. Scelte stupide, stupide.
Scelte stupide, stupide.
English translation
It seems to me that now that it doesn't work, your face sewn onto another person.
You told me you would test me. I was already wrong, it seems like something to me.
I see contempt in your eyes, but when you kiss me you close them and then reduce me to a good compromise. You consume people, you use them and then you cure them, you leave me perplexed.
If everything is already lost, a little too soon, you know, I bet you'll disappear and I remember it like it was yesterday and you know, then I remember you as maybe you were, like wasted aphorisms on the walls.
Now remove excess feelings, don't mix love with sex.
Live meat, crudités, stupid choices. We fall down like masks, masks.
I see the contempt in your eyes, it makes me neither hot nor cold.
Every time I don't want you, you want me. Hypocrisy, stupid, stupid choices.
Always awake, beautiful and ruthless, in the middle of your chest an armored door, always different, you seem lost to me. You just don't want to be found.
And then I close my eyes when you kiss me because your look makes me uncomfortable.
You hurt me like I did, maybe I should report you for plagiarism.
-You are for me- -A mistake.
-But if from me- -It happens.
It only happens on Friday that you don't kiss me like that anymore.
And it hurts like wasted aphorisms on the walls.
Now remove excess feelings, don't mix love with sex. Live meat, crudités, stupid choices.
We fall down like masks, masks.
I see the contempt in your eyes, it makes me neither hot nor cold. Every time I don't want you, you want me.
Hypocrisy, stupid, stupid choices.
My icy eyes will never melt and neither will you. But what's wrong with that?
Only one night in the hotel.
Now remove excess feelings, don't mix love with sex. Live meat, crudités, stupid choices.
We fall down like masks, masks.
I see the contempt in your eyes, it makes me neither hot nor cold. Every time I don't want you, you want me.
Hypocrisy, stupid, stupid choices. Stupid, stupid choices.
Stupid, stupid choices.