Song: Fabri Fibra- Noia English Translation
Viewed: 33 - Published at: 8 years ago
Artist: Genius Translations
Year: 2022Viewed: 33 - Published at: 8 years ago
[Intro]
Ah
[Intro: Fabri Fibra]
I wake up and there’s no sun outside (Yeah)
I’ve slept a couple hours at the most (Boh)
From the window the city without colour (Oh)
Like it’s saying: ”Still here? won’t you go elsewhere?” (Elsewhere)
[Verse 1: Fabri Fibra]
Ah (Ah)
I turn on the tv and immediately the news are on, total sadness
I don’t complain and I don’t even go to vote (No)
I have thousands of shoes skyblue, blue, violet
I should try them, but I never want to (Ah)
Time passes, but then it doеsn’t return
I should do sports and keep in shape a little (Oh yеs, eh)
I should go to the studio and write ”da bomb” (Boom)
I should fight the insomnia (Yeah)
But I don’t want to
[Interlude]
Let them worry about your soul and keep on writing
Praise will soften you
Fame tends to weaken you
Fame is a type of praise
[Verse 2: Fabri Fibra]
I should concentrate on business, but I don’t want to
I could tell you who Fabri really is, but I don’t want to
Go out and show everybody how much you’re worth
But I don’t want to
No, I don’t want to
I don’t want to
In Italy they say: ”Well” (Eh)
”We don’t need this music” (Eh)
Or maybe yes, Boh, it depends (Eh)
It depends on how much it sells (Eh)
Don’t speak badly about anything (No), someone gets offended (Oh)
It doesn’t count what one says, but how one dresses (Yeah)
Actually it doesn’t count how one dresses
It counts who one goes out with
In tv the questions are all the same for everyone like
”Do you like eating? (Eh) do you have a girlfriend? (Eh)
Do you still live with your mother? (Eh) send her a kiss” (Eh)
I thought it was a phase
I’m always in need of a phrase
The days pass by fast, the time flies (Yeah)
The same locales everywhere, how boring (Yeah)
I thought I would make history with the rhymes
But in time who knows, my desire has passed
[Verse 3: Marracash]
I fuck with depression, I know the ins and outs
I even went to Japan to flee from her
I just thought of the most remote place, ehi
I though like Kyoto hits the nail
But you can’t get out of your skin
Neither of your depression when it takes you
I shoot myself with Depeche or Green Velvet
I have the superpower of staying inert for hours (Ahah)
I was a winner before certain events
My shrink says that now I’m doing (I’m doing)
Self-sabotage because underneath
Underneath underneath (Underneath)
Inside inside I regret the bum I was
With less, the old me
And to think, bro, I pay him for this (Ahah)
I’m in stasis while the world keeps going
They are many outside and they’re pushing on the buttons
My finger swipes, the feed is filled with new facts
Like a steamroller that’s crushing me (Crushing me)
I’m not mental, I’m Xavier (Eh)
But fame is only getting high and fucking (Eh)
”Not bad, what do you want to get out of it?” (Eh)
You’ll tell me: ”But caviar gets tiresome too”
And you know, the drugs give, the drugs daje
Influencers and web stars, various easy girls
Me too, just to be clear, I don’t flatter myself
Everybody in the same bed like in the Kanye video
What boredom
[Outro: Fabri Fibra]
What boredom
What boredom
Ah
[Intro: Fabri Fibra]
I wake up and there’s no sun outside (Yeah)
I’ve slept a couple hours at the most (Boh)
From the window the city without colour (Oh)
Like it’s saying: ”Still here? won’t you go elsewhere?” (Elsewhere)
[Verse 1: Fabri Fibra]
Ah (Ah)
I turn on the tv and immediately the news are on, total sadness
I don’t complain and I don’t even go to vote (No)
I have thousands of shoes skyblue, blue, violet
I should try them, but I never want to (Ah)
Time passes, but then it doеsn’t return
I should do sports and keep in shape a little (Oh yеs, eh)
I should go to the studio and write ”da bomb” (Boom)
I should fight the insomnia (Yeah)
But I don’t want to
[Interlude]
Let them worry about your soul and keep on writing
Praise will soften you
Fame tends to weaken you
Fame is a type of praise
[Verse 2: Fabri Fibra]
I should concentrate on business, but I don’t want to
I could tell you who Fabri really is, but I don’t want to
Go out and show everybody how much you’re worth
But I don’t want to
No, I don’t want to
I don’t want to
In Italy they say: ”Well” (Eh)
”We don’t need this music” (Eh)
Or maybe yes, Boh, it depends (Eh)
It depends on how much it sells (Eh)
Don’t speak badly about anything (No), someone gets offended (Oh)
It doesn’t count what one says, but how one dresses (Yeah)
Actually it doesn’t count how one dresses
It counts who one goes out with
In tv the questions are all the same for everyone like
”Do you like eating? (Eh) do you have a girlfriend? (Eh)
Do you still live with your mother? (Eh) send her a kiss” (Eh)
I thought it was a phase
I’m always in need of a phrase
The days pass by fast, the time flies (Yeah)
The same locales everywhere, how boring (Yeah)
I thought I would make history with the rhymes
But in time who knows, my desire has passed
[Verse 3: Marracash]
I fuck with depression, I know the ins and outs
I even went to Japan to flee from her
I just thought of the most remote place, ehi
I though like Kyoto hits the nail
But you can’t get out of your skin
Neither of your depression when it takes you
I shoot myself with Depeche or Green Velvet
I have the superpower of staying inert for hours (Ahah)
I was a winner before certain events
My shrink says that now I’m doing (I’m doing)
Self-sabotage because underneath
Underneath underneath (Underneath)
Inside inside I regret the bum I was
With less, the old me
And to think, bro, I pay him for this (Ahah)
I’m in stasis while the world keeps going
They are many outside and they’re pushing on the buttons
My finger swipes, the feed is filled with new facts
Like a steamroller that’s crushing me (Crushing me)
I’m not mental, I’m Xavier (Eh)
But fame is only getting high and fucking (Eh)
”Not bad, what do you want to get out of it?” (Eh)
You’ll tell me: ”But caviar gets tiresome too”
And you know, the drugs give, the drugs daje
Influencers and web stars, various easy girls
Me too, just to be clear, I don’t flatter myself
Everybody in the same bed like in the Kanye video
What boredom
[Outro: Fabri Fibra]
What boredom
What boredom
( Genius Translations )
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