Una chiave [English translation]

I recognize you by your frizzy hair,

By the way you walk, the way you dress

by your eyes, wide open like those comic books you read

by how you think you have more flaws than qualities

by the invisible you wear every morning

by your front teeth with which you bite all your pencils

your shoulders hunched by the weight of expectations

as if you carried them in a shopping bag

and by your shyness that doesn't help you hide because the veil is too short

by how you blush and protect yourself from the embarassment raining down on you

with a smile stretched like a broken umbrella

If I could break the screen of time

I'd give you the inconsistency of others' scorn

I know we're as present as we are distant

I know too well how you feel and I know how wrong you are, trust me

No, it's not true

that you can't do it, that there isn't a key

No, it's not true

that you can't do it, that there isn't a key

Looking down, you're looking for a reason to take another step

But there's captain hook behind you, and in front of you the white shark

and you isolate yourself when everyone else forms their packs

You feel free but you're dropping your anchor

All harnessed, the warlord's horses

Your sweaters are torn, tacky and too casual

You were born in the south but sadly all you see around you is snow and cold, like a Yeti

Life is a movie theatre so you don't speak

Your bottles don't have any message

Whoever says the world is beautiful hasn't seen what you've created for yourself to stay in it

You stay silent, no opinions

your ceiling, planets and stars

head-first in your state of uncertainty, caught up in your thoughts,

you keep going in your maze without walls

No, it's not true

that you can't do it, that there isn't a key

No, it's not true

that you can't do it, that there isn't a key

We're identical, we astral travel with our head in our hands

we have planetariums in our parietal bones

We're exactly the same, it's not like we're related

only calendars keep us apart

Go on, left heel in

Charon, straight towards hell

Long races, bitten nails, bad moods

A few nights vanished in a shaky sleep

Then the fire

If I could show myself to you as a ghost, I'd do it now

But I would scare you because I'd be the ghost of myself

And you would tell me: "Everything's fine

But from what I can see, for you it's the opposite

I survived the woods and defeated the orc

Leave me be, make an effort and take the cosmos

And don't be scared, because"

No, it's not true

that you can't do it, that there isn't a key

No, it's not true

that you can't do it, that there isn't a key

a key, a key, a key, a key

• Artist:Caparezza
• Album:Prisoner 709