Seconda pelle [English translation]

The heart is now somewhere else,

away from where you'd put it.

Away from where I hoped and frequently

if I only try, I only try wrong, wrong, wrong

at the edge between terror and another weird, weird, weird mistake

that the more it wounds me to death, the less I learn.

I've no more desire to tell you that

you're my second skin

because you won't understand it later.

And I'm tired but I don't regret it.

You were a photograph of the photograph

of all that I wanted.

You're my second skin

and you'll always be.

You're my second skin

and you'll always be.

And every wound you have is a pain for me,

and every slap you receive I receive it also for you.

I'm somewhere else now with my heart,

away but I have given myself permission

to remotely brush against you now.

Away and I'll stay away and I'll still be wrong, wrong, wrong.

I betrayed you and I'm the wounded one.

War, war, war.

I hurt you but my blood's on the earth.

I've no more desire to tell you that

you're my second skin

because you won't understand it later.

And I'm tired but I don't regret it.

You were a photograph of the photograph

of all that I wanted.

You're my second skin

and you'll always be.

You're my second skin

and you'll always be.

And every wound you have is a pain for me,

and every slap you receive I receive it also for you.

Release me, release me from your soul.

Release me, release me from your soul.

Release me, release me from you.

Release me, release me from your soul.

Release me, release me from your soul.

Release me, release me from you.

You're my second skin

and you'll always be.

You're my second skin

and you'll always be.

And every wound you have is a pain for me,

and every slap you receive I receive it also for you.

• Artist:Tiziano Ferro
• Album:Accetto miracoli (2019)