More songs by Subsonica
Description
Producer, Associated Performer: Subsonica
Lyricist, Composer: Casacci Massimiliano
Lyricist, Composer: Dileo Davide
Lyricist, Composer: Matta Enrico
Lyricist, Composer: Romano Samuel Umberto
Composer, Lyricist: Vicini Luca
Producer: Max Casacci
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sotto il sole dei serpenti
E le antenne di Radio Mogadiscio
I tamburi dei deserti
Il pericolo, l'estasi e un derviscio
Le tue labbra inshallah
In camion tra la sorte e una scommessa
Trafficanti di miraggi
Una canzone ci scoppiava nella testa
Grida la tempesta
Qui nella mia testa
Non puoi arrenderti
Non puoi dire basta
Grida la tempesta
Sei la mia tempesta
Non voglio arrendermi
Non sai dire basta
Mi parlavi di tatuaggi
Crisi mistiche, sesso e sacrificio
Di sciamani nei tuoi viaggi
Delle orchestre di Radio Mogadiscio
L'Ayahouasca, l'aldilà
Amarti come si ama l'incoscienza
Danzavamo sui tramonti
La libertà che ci scoppiava nella testa
Grida la tempesta
Qui nella mia testa
Non puoi arrenderti
Non puoi dire basta
Grida la tempesta
Sei la mia tempesta
Non voglio arrendermi
Non sai dire basta (non sai dire basta)
E quando alla frontiera
Tra poliziotti e guai
Luci negli occhi, oltraggio alla bandiera
Ci sentivamo eroi
Ed eri bella e fiera
A declamare i tuoi
Versi ubriachi di poesia straniera
Fino al mal di testa
Grida la tempesta
Grida la tempesta
Non puoi arrenderti (non puoi dire basta)
Non sai dire basta (non sai dire basta)
English translation
Under the serpent sun
And the antennas of Radio Mogadishu
The drums of the deserts
Danger, ecstasy and a dervish
Your lips inshallah
In a truck between fate and a bet
Mirage traffickers
A song burst into our heads
The storm shouts
Here in my head
You can't give up
You can't say enough
The storm shouts
You are my storm
I don't want to give up
You can't say enough
You were telling me about tattoos
Mystical crises, sex and sacrifice
Of shamans in your travels
Of the Radio Mogadishu orchestras
Ayahouasca, the afterlife
Loving you as you love unconsciousness
We danced on sunsets
The freedom that exploded in our heads
The storm shouts
Here in my head
You can't give up
You can't say enough
The storm shouts
You are my storm
I don't want to give up
You can't say enough (you can't say enough)
And when at the border
Between cops and trouble
Lights in the eyes, contempt for the flag
We felt like heroes
And you were beautiful and proud
To declaim yours
Drunk verses of foreign poetry
Until the headache
The storm shouts
The storm shouts
You can't give up (you can't say enough)
You can't say enough (you can't say enough)