More songs by Elisa
More songs by Calcutta
Description
The city hums like an old record player whose needle keeps skipping off the track. Fountains splash, but the thirst doesn't go away, as if everything around can only offer the illusion of quenching. Shops are closing one after another, leaving only a person with a pocketful of change and empty hands, who for some reason still gives the world "change." Love here isn't about confessions or meetings. It's the dry air that absorbs the rain of another name, accidentally fallen between the lines. Every station misses the one you need, and that hurts a little more than the breakup itself. You haven't lost it, so you're still hoping you were wrong about it not being forever. And then suddenly a flower in my mouth instead of words. Stupid, but alive. And in it is all the tenderness that couldn't fit into the songs that never were.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Non ci siamo mai dedicati
Dedicati le, le canzoni giuste
Forse perché di noi
Non ne parla mai nessuno
Non ci siamo mai detti le parole
Non ci siamo mai detti le parole giuste
Neanche per sbaglio
Neanche per sbaglio in silenzio
La città è piena di fontane
Ma non sparisce mai la sete
Sarà la distrazione, sarà, sarà, sarà
Che ho sempre il Sahara in bocca
La città è piena di negozi
Ma poi chiudono sempre
E rimango solo io
A dare il resto al mondo
Se in mezzo alle strade
O nella confusione
Piovesse il tuo nome, io
Una lettera per volta vorrei bere
In mezzo a mille persone
Stazione dopo stazione, se
Se non scendo a quella giusta è colpa tua
Non ci siamo mai visti per davvero e
Non ci siamo mai presi per davvero in giro
Neanche per sbaglio
Neanche per sbaglio in silenzio
La città incontra il tuo deserto
Che io innaffio da sempre
Sarà la mia missione, sarà, sarà, sarà
Che ora ho un fiore nella bocca
Se in mezzo alle strade
O nella confusione
Piovesse il tuo nome, io
Una lettera per volta vorrei bere
In mezzo a mille persone
Stazione dopo stazione, se
Se non scendo a quella giusta è colpa mia
Ma senza te, chi sono io?
Un mucchio di spese impilate
Un libro in francese che poi non lo so
Neanche, neanche bene, io
Se devi andare, pago io
Scusa se penso a voce alta
Scusa se penso a voce alta
Se in mezzo alle strade
O nella confusione
Piovesse il tuo nome, io
Una lettera per volta vorrei bere
In mezzo a mille persone
Stazione dopo stazione, se
Se non scendo a quella giusta è colpa
Non ci siamo mai dedicati
Dedicati le, le canzoni giuste
Forse perché di noi
Non ne parla mai nessuno
English translation
We were never dedicated
Dedicate yourself the right songs
Maybe because of us
Nobody ever talks about it
We never said the words to each other
We never said the right words to each other
Not even by mistake
Not even by accident in silence
The city is full of fountains
But the thirst never goes away
It will be the distraction, it will be, it will be, it will be
That I always have the Sahara in my mouth
The city is full of shops
But then they always close
And only me remains
To give the rest to the world
If in the middle of the streets
Or in confusion
It rains your name, me
One letter at a time I would like to drink
In the midst of a thousand people
Station after station, if
If I don't get off at the right one it's your fault
We've never really seen each other and
We never really made fun of each other
Not even by mistake
Not even by accident in silence
The city meets your desert
Which I've always watered
It will be my mission, it will be, it will be, it will be
That now I have a flower in my mouth
If in the middle of the streets
Or in confusion
It rains your name, me
One letter at a time I would like to drink
In the midst of a thousand people
Station after station, if
If I don't get to the right one it's my fault
But without you, who am I?
A pile of stacked expenses
A book in French which I don't know
Not even, not even good, me
If you have to go, I'll pay
Sorry for thinking out loud
Sorry for thinking out loud
If in the middle of the streets
Or in confusion
It rains your name, me
One letter at a time I would like to drink
In the midst of a thousand people
Station after station, if
If I don't get to the right one it's my fault
We were never dedicated
Dedicate yourself the right songs
Maybe because of us
Nobody ever talks about it