More songs by Irama
Description
It felt like the air was filled with the stale smell of summer and resentments that should have dissipated long ago but refused to. Everything seems beautiful: candles, expensive glasses, the rustle of dresses on the restaurant tile. Only under this guise is the fatigue from endless attempts to resurrect what has long turned to ashes. Voices tremble, hands cling, tears smudge mascara, and it's all like a dance around the word "goodbye," which no one actually says. Love here doesn't burn with flames, but with embers, scorching not with heat, but with a slow, almost indifferent pain. And while one is searching for a gaze, the other is hiding their eyes, because they know: every new touch is a step towards the last. Brogie's film Producer: Brogie Studio. Authors: Broga's and Irama Director: Francesco Lorusso x Broga's Executive Producer: Andrea Settembrini x Broga's Actress: Nina Malara Irama Management: Shablo, Urubamba Studio Director of Photography: Davide Piazzolla (AIC) Cinematographer: Nunzio De Filippo Camera Assistant: Irene Pallaro Camera Assistant: Daniele Di Gregorio Gaffer: Simone Aldrigo Electrician: Fabio Migliorini Head of Capture: Denis Sabato Graphic Operators: Roberto Giansoldati, Luca Caruso Organiser: Andrea Settembrini x Broga's Assistant Producers: Simone Di Gioia, Laura Simeoni Runner: Fabio Corradini Assistant Director: Gabriele Licelli x Broga's Fight Director and Weapons Master: Walter Perrone Fight Choreography Assistant: Alessandro Tosoni Assistant Director: Gabriele Bianco Makeup Artist: Erika Truffelli Makeup Artists: Giulia Bussone, Sara Arru Hair Stylist: Vladi Rotaru Costume Designer: Walter Perrone Costume Designer: Silvia Musso. Suit and luggage: E. Rancati, Inverno Craft. Set Designer: Official Scenography Builders: Luca Pescali, Giuditta Papale, Luca Mustacchioli, Francesca Loi. Horse Trainers: Michele Curcio, Alessandro Benedetti Editor: Francesco Lorusso x Broga Computer Graphics Artist: Jacopo Andreoli Visual Effects Artist: Jacopo Andreoli, Francesco Lorusso Colour Correction: Andrea Sabatelli Location: Cascina Roseleto Ambulance: Croce Verde Villastellone Service: Ouvert Cine, Hero Shot Catering: Ai do Scalin
Lyrics and translation
Original
Non ti ricordi che
Sei stata tu crudele, crudele, crudele
Fredda come la neve, la neve, la neve
Perché era solo una scusa
L'idea che tra noi era soltanto sesso
Come se tu
Almeno tu
Col tuo profumo d'estate
Tornassi un attimo
E c'è qualcosa che ti agita
Smetti di piangere, mi guardi che sei fradicia
E mi strattoni mentre mi tiri la manica
Cerco il tuo sguardo, ma ti giri dall'altra parte
Ma non so più come dirtelo
Vederci, appuntamenti nascosti in ristoranti costosi
Ma non cambia niente
Lentamente si sta spegnendo
Ogni fottuto sentimento
È meglio fare l'amore se l'amore è un incendio
Speravi che i sensi di colpa finissero
Ma torneranno quando tornerò, oh-oh
E il tuo sorriso mi mastica
Ballavi nuda su una canzone classica (na-na-na)
Non te ne accorgi che hai distrutto tutto lentamente
Ho distrutto tutto lentamente
Tu, almeno tu
In quella notte d'estate
Tornassi un attimo
E c'è qualcosa che ti agita
Smetti di piangere, mi guardi che sei fradicia
E mi strattoni mentre mi tiri la manica
Cerco il tuo sguardo, ma ti giri dall'altra parte
Ma non so più come dirtelo
Vederci, appuntamenti nascosti in ristoranti costosi
Ma non cambia niente
Lentamente si sta spegnendo
Ogni fottuto sentimento
(Ogni fottuto sentimento)
Non vedi che
Quando mi guardi davvero negli occhi
Non sai se scappare, restare, se hai voglia
Ma dimmi che sono lontano anni luce, lontano da te
E te lo si legge dagli occhi che mi odi
E se in amore non soffri, non sogni, non corri
Non so innamorarmi di te
Lentamente, si sta spegnendo
Ogni fottuto sentimento
Ogni fottuto sentimento
English translation
Don't you remember that
You were cruel, cruel, cruel
Cold as snow, snow, snow
Because it was just an excuse
The idea that it was just sex between us
As if you
At least you
With your summer scent
Come back for a moment
And there's something that agitates you
Stop crying, you look at me, you're soaked
And you tug at me while you tug at my sleeve
I look for your gaze, but you turn away
But I don't know how to tell you anymore
Seeing each other, hidden dates in expensive restaurants
But nothing changes
It's slowly dying out
Every fucking feeling
It's better to make love if love is a fire
You hoped the guilt would end
But they'll be back when I get back, oh-oh
And your smile chews me up
You danced naked to a classic song (na-na-na)
You don't realize that you slowly destroyed everything
I destroyed everything slowly
You, at least you
On that summer night
Come back for a moment
And there's something that agitates you
Stop crying, you look at me, you're soaked
And you tug at me while you tug at my sleeve
I look for your gaze, but you turn away
But I don't know how to tell you anymore
Seeing each other, hidden dates in expensive restaurants
But nothing changes
It's slowly dying out
Every fucking feeling
(Every fucking feeling)
Can't you see that
When you really look me in the eyes
You don't know whether to run away or stay if you feel like it
But tell me I'm light years away, away from you
And you can see it in your eyes that you hate me
And if you don't suffer in love, you don't dream, you don't run
I don't know how to fall in love with you
Slowly, it is dying out
Every fucking feeling
Every fucking feeling