Impressione - Rkomi, Carl Brave

I giornalisti insistono su di me

Beautiful, dubito, un futuro di luce

Arriva dopo il grande buio

Eviterei di evitare la metro, potessi

Eviterei il pensiero di perdermi

Come vedi vedo ancora

Ho a cuore il discorso come ho a cuore la storia

Mi dicono: «Potrei non riconoscerti"o il contrario

Perché per ora è il contrario

Ogni tanto prendo il tram

Al pelo ci rimango al capolinea, ascolto

Un’amica si lamenta con l’amica dell’amica dell’altra

Una vita che non vive la sua vita, tra l’altro

Musica ghirigori, se mi apro chi ricuce?

Studiavi lettere e le hai dimenticate tra le tette

Gli specchi in terra, il tuo umore cometa

Se scendi, com’era?

Raccontami

E ho come l’impressione sia un’impressione

Mamma, che impressione la mia

Riconosciti in quegli specchi rotti

Ricomponiti in quegli specchi rotti

Puoi rifletterti sopra

Dai, riflettici sopra

Ehi, ehi, ehi, ehi

Dai, riflettici sopra

Dormito un’ora e stai in coma

Studiavi lettere, ora

Mandi il CV a MC Donald

Ho conosciuto i tuoi genitori (ehi)

Chiuso porte, cancelli e portoni (eh)

La Maionchi che dice: «Sfondoni»

È come Ciccio Graziani a «C&ioni"(ah, ah, ah)

Appena hai i tuoi soldi ti abbuffi (ehi)

I tuoi vizi li ho visti carucci (sì)

Tu che sgrevi ogni volta che puoi

Non sei contenta finché non ti pungi

Se ti apri, ti cucio (ehi)

Specchi rotti, qua è tutto un inciucio

Trenitalia in ritardo di un’ora

Mi avverte la voce triste di un annuncio, ehi (ehi, ehi)

Hai fatto sega a zumba

Aspetti l’amica tua che ti raggiunga (ehi)

M’hai fatto la macumba (mah)

Poi ti sei rotta un’unghia (cash)

Siamo inci&ati (eh)

E tu sei andata lunga

Siamo due incoscienti (sì)

Ma la sappiamo lunga, ehi

E ho come l’impressione sia un’impressione

Mamma, che impressione la mia

Riconosciti in quegli specchi rotti

Ricomponiti in quegli specchi rotti

Puoi rifletterti sopra

Dai, riflettici sopra

Ho come l’impressione sia un’impressione

Mamma, che impressione la mia

Riconosciti in quegli specchi rotti

Ricomponiti in quegli specchi rotti

Puoi rifletterti sopra

Dai, riflettici sopra

The reporters insist on me

Beautiful, I doubt, a future of light

It comes after the great dark

I would avoid avoiding the subway if I could

I would avoid the thought of getting lost

As you can see I still see

I care about the speech as I care about the story

They tell me: "I may not recognize you" or the opposite

Because for now it's the other way around

Every now and then I take the tram

At the hair I remain at the end of the line, I listen

A friend complains to the friend of the friend of the other

A life that does not live his life of hers, among other things

Music twirls, if I open up who stitches up?

You were studying letters and you forgot them between your breasts

The mirrors on the ground, your comet mood

If you get off, what was it like?

tell me

And I have how the impression is an impression

Mom, what an impression mine

Recognize yourself in those broken mirrors

Put yourself back in those broken mirrors

You can reflect yourself above

Come on, think about it

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Come on, think about it

Slept an hour and stay in a coma

You were studying letters now

Send the CV to MC Donald

I met your parents (hey)

Closed doors, gates and doors (huh)

Maionchi who says: "Sfondoni"

She is like Ciccio Graziani at "C & ioni" (ah, ah, ah)

As soon as you have your money you stuff yourself (hey)

I have seen your vices dear (yes)

You screeching whenever you can

You are not happy until you prick yourself

If you open up, I sew you (hey)

Broken mirrors, here it's all a mess

Trenitalia delayed by an hour

The sad voice of an announcement warns me, hey (hey, hey)

You saw a zumba

You are waiting for your friend to join you (hey)

You made me macumba (mah)

Then you broke a fingernail (cash)

We are inci & ati (eh)

And you went a long way

We are two unconscious (yes)

But we know a lot, hey

And I have how the impression is an impression

Mom, what an impression mine

Recognize yourself in those broken mirrors

Put yourself back in those broken mirrors

You can reflect yourself above

Come on, think about it

I have an impression as it is an impression

Mom, what an impression mine

Recognize yourself in those broken mirrors

Put yourself back in those broken mirrors

You can reflect yourself above

Come on, think about it