Mahmood - Gioventù Bruciata (Rebel Without a Cause/Burnt Youth)

What do they know about violence
Kept inside four weddings
Where the ones who love pay and the ones
Who don't give it up
What do they know of the Sphinx
Visited when i was 8 with you
You laughed and laughed but they told me that
Sometimes laughing is just like pretending

You used to play your arabic songs in the car
Singing off key and then you'd tell me
Old fairytales
You used to run in the desert with an
Invicta schoolbag, but
There's no use in running if besides money
You have no breath and happiness anymore

There's something i don't understand
Like diving into the Red Sea
I forgot it too soon
But i can remember it well when you
Told me: ''I'll stay''
Lost in a messed up life
If you think about it it's less complicated
You'd always repeat
The same phone call:
''Damned this burnt youth of yours!'' ah

What do they know about departures
If goodbyes were trendy
Maybe you'd be first in trends

I used to play in the car with my
Nintendo and Pokémon
And you'd complain if I
Didn't want to talk anymore
You used to open the window
And throw away the ash
It's no use hiding with a smile
The shit that i already know

There's something i don't understand
Like diving into the Red Sea
I forgot it too soon
But i can remember it well when you
Told me: ''I'll stay''
Lost in a messed up life
If you think about it it's less complicated
You'd always repeat
The same phone call:
''Damned this burnt youth of yours!'' ah