Iride Lyrics – Irama
Singer: Irama
Title: Iride
Stanotte non torno a casa, non me ne frega più
Mi fermano per strada ma senza le luci blu [No, no
Mi sciolgo come lava, sento il cuore che fa “boom-boom-boom”
Che importa chi c’era, mi importa chi non c’era più, uh, uh
Faccio la galera, faccia da galera c’hai tu, uh, uh
Un sorso a chi c’era e un sorso va a chi non c’è più, uh, uh [Ehi, ehi
Sento una sirena [Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta]
Ho un’ora d’aria che saluterò i miei [Ma non c’è più
Voglio una bara d’oro dentro i musei [D’oro nel Louvre
Tutta l’Italia e sulla scena del crimine
Scende la pioggia dentro l’iride, l’iride [Pow-pow
Brrah
G-G-G-U-È
In effetti la lente scura al chiuso mi tradisce
Ma lei lo sa meglio di me e capisce [Ah-ah
G non riferisce [Mai], la mia faccia come Ribéry Frank
Lei addosso alla G, sì, come Givenchy, certo
Non mi lancio sulle cripto
Ma li lancio sulle stripper, yeah, b#tchcoin [Pow-pow
Lei mi ama perché sono io, è l’unico posto
Dove potrei recitare è solo in una streetcom [Ah-ah
Nella mia iride [Ah-ah] c’è una regina come Iside [Uoh
Fratellanza armata come Dillinger [Rrah
Cristalli nella Fiji [Yeah
E ti porterò a vedere quegli squali nel Tamigi [Uh]
Ho un’ora d’aria che saluterò i miei [Ma non c’è più
Voglio una bara d’oro dentro i musei [D’oro nel Louvre
Tutta l’Italia e sulla scena del crimine
Scende la pioggia dentro l’iride, l’iride, uoh
Non so se sparerò
E se ti rivedrò, oh
Tra le mie mani avrò soltanto te [Ehi]
Ho un’ora d’aria che saluterò i miei [Ma non c’è più
Voglio una bara d’oro dentro i musei [D’oro nel Louvre
Tutta l’Italia e sulla scena del crimine
Scende la pioggia dentro l’iride, l’iride [Pow-pow]
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Iride – English Translation
Tonight I don’t go home, I don’t care anymore
They stop me on the street but without the blue lights [no, no
I melle like lava, I feel the heart that makes “boom-boom-boom”
What matter who was there, I care who was no longer there, uh, uh
I make the jailer, galera face you can, uh, uh
A sip to those who were there and a sip goes to those who are no longer there, uh, uh [hey, hey
I feel a siren [RA-TA-TA-TA-TA]
I have an hour of air that I will greet my [but it’s gone
I want a golden coffin inside the museums [gold in the Louvre
All Italy and on the crime scene
The rain goes down inside the iris, the iris [pow-pow
Brrah
G-G-G-U-is
In fact the dark lens indoors betrays me
But you know it better than me and understands [ah-ah
G does not report [never], my face like Ribéry Frank
She on the g, yes, like givenchy, of course
I don’t throw myself on the crypt
But I throw them on the strippers, yeah, b#tchcoin [pow-pow
She loves me because I’m me, it’s the only place
Where I might act is only in a streetcom [ah-ah
In my iris [ah-ah] there is a queen as iside [uoh
Armed brotherhood like Dillinger [Rrah
Crystals in the Fiji [Yeah
And I’ll take you to see those sharks in the Thames [uh]
I have an hour of air that I will greet my [but it’s gone
I want a golden coffin inside the museums [gold in the Louvre
All Italy and on the crime scene
Rain gets the rain inside the iris, the iris, uoh
I don’t know if I’ll go
And if I’ll see you, oh
Among my hands I will have only you [Hey]
I have an hour of air that I will greet my [but it’s gone
I want a golden coffin inside the museums [gold in the Louvre
All Italy and on the crime scene
The rain goes down inside the iris, the iris [pow-pow]
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Lyrics Irama – Iride
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