Pugili impazziti Lyrics (English Translation) – Baustelle, Tananai

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[Verse 1]
I am the dog lost in space
The first kiss, the last embarrassment
And I feel in the great chaos that explodes inside me
An attack carried out in cold blood
And in this indifferent world I certainly lose

[Chorus 1]
Hug me, if you too are a son of me
A night of bullets
In a theater of possibilities
Look at us, for the love of God, forgive us

For having killed him without mercy
For having mistreated him with ferocity like mad boxers in the ring
We are split open by cuts like prairies

[Verse 2]
We are the cracks that open in the ice
The club’s stamp on your arm
Today we talk about sold-out and then we collapse
For the revolution on the sofa
Forgetting that we forget

[Chorus 2]
Hug me, if you too are a son of me
A night of bullets
In a theater of possibilities
Look at us, for the love of God Forgive us
For killing him without mercy
For mistreating him with ferocity like crazed boxers in the ring
We are split open by cuts like prairies
This is the beauty of competition and anguish
Spits in the face from laundries (Spits in the face from laundries)
Where there is no home is my home
Cut open like prairies (Cut open like prairies)
Where there is no home is my home