Caparezza - Autoipnotica (English Translation) Lyrics[Intro]
My car is the slider of a zipper on the dotted line
I look in the rear-view mirror, the highway is unzipping behind me
I cut the wind with my arm from the window
I can't come back anymore, what do I do?
This windshield wiper that is swinging is driving my hypnotised mind
[First Verse]
The hill is filled with empty shelves
Chrysalises of my dreams, butterflies
Under the veil of the fog I see monsters
An umbrella gesture and I’m gone, Mary Poppins (Mary Poppins)
If this asphalt wasn’t gray, but a bright pink (A bright pink)
We wouldn’t only see pigeons around, but flamingos
Down the road of my subconscious
I breathe slowly, as a submarinе, knowing
That even a clear bluе sea
Is dirty when I dig on the floor
I’ve got traumas on my shoulders like church brothers that carry statues
Unfortunately, at six years old I was terrified by dead Jesus
Fear of the dark, Boogeyman
Fear of a black eye, boxer
Maybe I’m special, but I’m not appreciated
So, sorry, I’m staying humble
I’m a seagull that laughs after shitting on my statue
A bird at the steering wheel, up there but closed down here
[Chorus]
My car is the slider of a zipper on the dotted line
I look in the rear-view mirror, the highway is unzipping behind me
Self-hypnotising
Self-hypnotising
[Second Verse]
In this car I feel like the Lumière brothers
Cell towers become Eiffel towers
I’m in Babilon without a translator, oh well
I’ve got so many influences that I’d get sick if I tried to be myself
These vehicles are pendulums, not cars
I’m slow at driving, not Häkkinen
I follow webs I’ve laid like an arachnid
Submerged by waves, myth of Atlantis
I’ve understood that I can only reach my destination if I’m lost
The inside is shaking, I’m the epicentre
I smile, draw a semicircle on my face
[Chorus]
My car is the slider of a zipper on the dotted line
I look in the rear-view mirror, the highway is unzipping behind me
Self-hypnotising
Self-hypnotising
[Bridge]
I run away from myself as if
He really wanted me
When a man grows up like me
He can run risks, therefore I have to run
[Chorus]
My car is the slider of a zipper on the dotted line
I look in the rear-view mirror, the highway is unzipping behind me
Self-hypnotising
Self-hypnotising