Текст песни итальянец - сгоряча

it is time to have the new line to start writing again
open the flap again, forbidding people to wait
gesture to teach and indeed may even relax
New laws to cram and hide their true
do not need much of an impression because everything just
hold on to the friends we need like air
Follow his path and go to the end
Find your favorite and prepare yourself for a throw
throwing the phrase in a symbolic inferno
Open you heart impressing a loved one
other words, you kill the enemy Lechi
meaning the killer impressed but you know the truth
it is not necessary in the world of home leave under the foolishness
and for no reason feast freaks Slumdog give
to which no one I do not dare to brew
a present from the dope cattle bestow
and you write the words of the soul, and all your lines rhyme
without a sense of humor about the whole rush to broadcast and not grieve
and my life is like a french grated cheese
and a lover able to distinguish the spectrum of taste the world
Russian Roulette if the king lay
adviser insists that all his conscience summed
sum up the results, no one can behold the sorrow
a misalignment in the cup all prophetic temper