Текст и перевод песни Caparezza feat. John De Leo - Prosopagnosia (Prisoner 709 Live Version)

Prosopagnosia (Prisoner 709 Live Version)

Rullino i tambur, nuovi calembour
Dischi ancora tour, Whisky, Troubadour
In hotel frutta in più nella nuova DUS
Non ho figli col grembiule nello scuolabus
Quando ascolto i miei coetanei sembrano più grandi
È il vissuto che fa l'età non i compleanni
Io che mi comporto ancora come i loro pargoli
Tra le mani gli album e non riesco a completarli
Qualcosa sta bloccando l'ingranaggio
"Siccome immobile", sto sul palco del cinque maggio
Cantavo per fuggire dal mondo in un solo slancio
Ora che cantare è il mio mondo ne sono ostaggio
Non sono più lo stesso di un secondo fa
Nel mio caso, fidati, pure un secondo fa
Al mattino la mia voce roca brontola
Dice mettici una croce sopra Golgota
And if you call my name
I don't recognize it
If I look at my face
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
Ma quale tribuno del popolo
Mi viene sonno, dormo più a lungo di Totoro
Fuori salta tutto in aria con le molotov
Mentre sul divano accorcio il divario con Oblomov
Annoiarmi come fanno gli altri in fondo è meglio
Passo gli anni come Mastroianni in "8 e mezzo"
Scrivo, va bene
Rileggo, non va bene, esco
Vita breve, tipo "di Adele" senza le scene lesbo
Attaccato alla penna come la stampa al cronista
Le parole crociate come santa conquista
Da stacanovista, "staccanovista", perché stacco spesso
E quando scrivo un pezzo qua stappano Crystal
Tanto per quanta fama ricevi
Avrà sempre più paganti la fontana di Trevi
Non ha senso recitare la parte degli incompresi
Con tutti dalla mia parte, con tutti così cortesi
And if you call my name
I don't recognize it
If I look at my face
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
Non mi riconosco più, prosopagnosia
Sto cantando ma il mio volto non è divertito
Quasi non capisco più quale brano sia
Ogni volta mi riascolto e sono risentito
Un video di chirurgia ricorda a me stesso
Che può essere sgradevole guardarsi dentro
Fino a diventare oggetto del proprio disprezzo
E dire: "Sono io sputato quello nello specchio!"
E non aspetto altro
Che avere un altro aspetto
A sorpresa vengono fuori come un terno secco
Bollori che tengo dentro come un thermos, ecco
Si tratta ancora di me ma non è lo stesso
Di riposo non ce n'è, qua non è l'ostello
Faccio un ulteriore passo, non dello Stelvio
Via da questo umore basso, livello sterco
If you call my name
I don't recognize it
If I look at my face
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
Recognize it
Recognize it
And if you call my name
I don't recognize it
If I look at my face
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it
I don't recognize it

Prosopagnosia (Prisoner 709 Live Version)

The drums roll, new puns unfold,
More records, more tours, Whisky at the Troubadour.
In the hotel, extra fruit in the new DUS,
No kids in aprons on the school bus.
When I listen to my peers, they seem older,
It's experience that makes you age, not birthdays bolder.
Me, still behaving like their little ones,
Albums in my hands, I can't seem to complete even one.
Something's jamming the gears,
"Since I'm immobile," I stand on the stage of May 5th, it appears.
I used to sing to escape the world in one swift motion,
Now that singing is my world, I'm its hostage, a captive notion.
I'm no longer the same as I was a second ago,
In my case, trust me, even a second ago, the change would show.
In the morning, my hoarse voice grumbles low,
Saying, "Put a cross over it, Golgotha, let it go."
And if you call my name,
I don't recognize it.
If I look at my face,
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
What kind of tribune of the people am I,
Sleepiness takes over, I sleep longer than Totoro, reaching for the sky.
Outside, everything explodes with Molotov cocktails flying by,
While on the couch, I close the gap with Oblomov, simply lying.
Being bored like others do is actually better, I find,
I spend my years like Mastroianni in "8½," lost in my mind.
I write, it's okay,
I reread, it's not okay, I escape the disarray.
Life is short, like "Blue Is the Warmest Color" without the lesbian scene's sway,
Attached to the pen like the press to the reporter, come what may.
Crossword puzzles as a holy conquest, a mental fray,
Like a workaholic, "stop-aholic," because I often break away,
And when I write a piece here, they uncork Crystal, it's pay day.
For all the fame you receive,
The Trevi Fountain will always have more paying visitors, believe.
There's no point in playing the misunderstood role,
With everyone on my side, with everyone so kind and whole.
And if you call my name,
I don't recognize it.
If I look at my face,
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize myself anymore, prosopagnosia,
I'm singing, but my face isn't amused, it shows no euphoria.
I almost don't understand which song it is anymore, it's a blur,
Every time I listen back, I feel resentment, a growing spur.
A surgery video reminds myself,
That it can be unpleasant to look inside, to delve.
To the point of becoming the object of your own scorn,
And saying, "That's me spitting image, the one in the mirror, forlorn!"
And I don't wait for anything else,
Than to have a different appearance, a new self.
Unexpectedly, they come out like a winning lottery ticket, a surprise,
Passions I hold inside like a thermos, here they rise.
It's still me, but it's not the same, a new guise,
There's no rest here, this is not a hostel, no peaceful lies.
I take another step, not of the Stelvio Pass' incline,
Away from this low mood, level with the dirt and grime.
If you call my name,
I don't recognize it.
If I look at my face,
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
Recognize it.
Recognize it.
And if you call my name,
I don't recognize it.
If I look at my face,
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.
I don't recognize it.