Текст и перевод песни Tiziano Ferro feat. Tormento - My Steelo

My Steelo

Roma, le mani su, eh
Milano, le mani su, eh
Tutti le mani su, eh
E chi ci odia resta giù

E se non sopravvivo a tutto questo
Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo
Se tu non mi scrivi perdo quota e
Poi perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo

Oh, ti rende sensibile sto pezzo lo capisco
Dopotutto io cantavo, tu nascevi nel '96
Lo so, attento che t'abbaglia, è multi-platino sto disco
Mo' la scrivi una canzone così che fa...

Stop! And put you all fuckin' hands up

You know my steelo, I gotta let it go
This is my flow, I gotta let you know
Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go
You know my steelo, ah

Roma, le mani su, eh
Milano, le mani su, eh
Tutti le mani su, eh
E chi ci odia resta giù

Se non ti vedo accanto
Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo
Se non torni ogni tanto
Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo

Tra la gente che grida il nostro nome, fai l'amica
Ma quelle urla amore e quell'amore no, non li vali mica
Un sorrido, un po' di testa e sono salvo
Il tuo cuore è come la tua faccia nelle foto: un grande falso

You know my steelo, I gotta let it go
This is my flow, I gotta let you know
Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go
You know my steelo, ah

Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo
E togliti dai piedi o ti precipito addosso
E perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo
E togliti dai piedi o ti precipito addosso

Tu a 16 anni hai già un video in rete
A 17 droga, noia, poco o niente
A 18 anni ero ansioso e troppo buono
A 19 invece i tour coi Sottotono e ora

Ma che grande, Tiziano, ricordi?
Momenti che per molti sono morti e sepolti
Se invece, con dolcezza, alla memoria li riporti
Vanno persi solo quando te ne scordi

Se pensi solo ai soldi, cosa ti resta?
Tra le mani di una vita vissuta di fretta
Rischi di perdere la testa ed è finita la festa
Vuoi una vita rock'n'roll ma ci rimetti la cresta

Roma, le mani su, eh
Milano, le mani su, eh
Tutti le mani su, eh
E chi ci odia resta giù

You know my steelo, I gotta let it go
This is my flow, I gotta let you know
Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go
You know my steelo, ah

My Steelo

Rome, put your hands up, baby
Milan, put your hands up, baby
Everybody put your hands up, baby
And those who hate us can stay on the ground

And if I don't survive all this
I'm losing control, I'm losing control
If you don't write to me I lose quota and
Then I lose control, I'm losing control

Oh, this song makes you sensitive, I get it
After all, I was singing, you were born in '96
I know, be careful it'll blind you, this record is multi-platinum
Now you write a song like this that goes...

Stop! And put you all fuckin' hands up

You know my steelo, I gotta let it go
This is my flow, I gotta let you know
Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go
You know my steelo, ah

Rome, put your hands up, baby
Milan, put your hands up, baby
Everybody put your hands up, baby
And those who hate us can stay on the ground

If I don't see you beside me
I'm losing control, I'm losing control
If you don't come back every once in a while
I'm losing control, I'm losing control

Among the people shouting our name, you play the friend
But those screams, my love, and that love you don't deserve them at all
A smile, a little bit of head and I'm saved
Your heart is like your face in the photos: a big fake

You know my steelo, I gotta let it go
This is my flow, I gotta let you know
Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go
You know my steelo, ah

I'm losing control, I'm losing control
And get out of my way or I'll rush at you
And I'm losing control, I'm losing control
And get out of my way or I'll rush at you

You already have a video online at 16
At 17 drugs, boredom, little or nothing
At 18 I was anxious and too good
At 19 instead the tours with Sottotono and now

But how great, Tiziano, remember?
Moments that for many are dead and buried
If instead, with sweetness, you bring them back to memory
They are lost only when you forget about them

If you only think about money, what do you have left?
In the hands of a life lived in a hurry
You risk losing your mind and the party is over
You want a rock'n'roll life but you lose your crest

Rome, put your hands up, baby
Milan, put your hands up, baby
Everybody put your hands up, baby
And those who hate us can stay on the ground

You know my steelo, I gotta let it go
This is my flow, I gotta let you know
Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go
You know my steelo, ah