North, South, West, East, Rome is
So big that at night it takes you, swallows you
Fucks the mind
A giant that cradles you among the screams it doesn't hear
It buys you, sells you, raises you, lays you down
It uses you if needed, rewards you, loses you
Who leaves, who descends, who bluffs, scales
Cold as the Arctic Sahara
Inside your blankets, this night that you are not here
Naked as in Rome and that's how I would like you
That from the sea retraces the sky like water and the river
That you have never had fears
Women like her who ties her ropes
Tense, to go with lit candles
Black as the cobblestone, white as marble
Like drops of dew that reflect my gaze

Raw Rome, Raw Rome
Raw Rome

Naked as beauty, big as Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and does not forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked
Naked as beauty, big as Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and does not forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked

East, west, north wind, sirocco
The roses, the winds, the thorns a toll
I block, sunset, buildings to the sea
Seven capital vices, it seems to drown
In the black and white of a memory that does not belong to me
Among the songs of sirens, cold as hyenas
Where thirst for revenge dresses thirst to measure
Blessed Rome sometimes Christ, sometimes Judas
Barbarian Rome and culture, complex DNA
That's how Rome does, seduces from the entrance
Sad like a tango, between gold and mud
Rome is a two-step twirling on the asphalt
Rome is a tired face, of Madonna with tears
Jealous, invasive, guardian of souls
Curious, indolent, unfaithful, prayer
Rome infamous hands inside the holy water font

Naked as beauty, big as Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and does not forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked
Naked as beauty, big as Rome
Holy and dissolute, Rome loves and does not forgive
Rome devours you like a barracuda
Naked Rome, naked, naked

Raw Rome, Raw Rome
Raw Rome
Raw Rome, Raw Rome
Raw Rome

Naked as Rome, big as beauty
A caring mother, who beats you and caresses you
Tired worker, big shot, bandit
You would like to be the favorite son tonight
But you are like all the others, tired faces at the stop
Eyes down, hands in pocket, thinking about your day
Everything you have, you had to sweat for it
Zero privileges, capital mafia style
Those around you, have put a price on life
The daily compensation to consume piece by piece
Then you raise your eyes, you see Rome
And who really lives this city, finds the sense to everything
And doesn't want to leave anymore, doesn't want to leave anymore
Doesn't want to leave anymore

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