STEWE – Suburbana

STEWE Suburbana

STEWE – Suburbana Lyrics

Artist: STEWE
Song: Suburbana

Eravamo sulle corriere
Con i sogni in tasca
Solo me i miei amici i lampioni
Illuminano la piazza

Sono l’ultimo alla fermata sta notte
E sto pullman non passa
Noi due per strada che non ci parliamo
É una storia suburbana

Taranto Puglia
Cresciuti in mezzo al nulla
Se non voglio lividi per ogni costola
Sarà meglio non dire a tutti i miei amici che ho cambiato sponda

Mi sono sempre chiesto
Che mi avrebbero fatto
Se in tutta la scuola avessero saputo che in realtà il mio migliore amico me lo succhiava In bagno
Da zone periferiche

Con l’eco fra i palazzi
Non serve etichettarci
Abbiamo etica dei palazzi
Ci vеdiamo alle scale

Davanti l’ospedalе
Con il tabacco smezzato
E 100 storie da raccontare
Usciamo ma non abbiamo

Fatto mezza foto insieme
Abbiamo vissuto i momenti
Senza farlo vedere
Abbraccio i miei fratelli

E penso che ce la faremo
Noi coi sogni troppo grandi
Per stare dentro un cassetto
E quel viaggio fatto in corriera

Spero che non finisca
I sogni muoiono giovani
Ma voglio viverli prima
Eravamo sulle corriere

Con i sogni in tasca
Solo me i miei amici i lampioni
Illuminano la piazza
Sono l’ultimo alla fermata sta notte

E sto pullman non passa
Noi due per strada che non ci parliamo
É una storia suburbana
Eravamo sulle corriere

Con i sogni in tasca
Solo me i miei amici i lampioni
Illuminano la piazza
Sono l’ultimo alla fermata sta notte

E sto pullman non passa
Noi due per strada che non ci parliamo
É una storia suburbana
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Suburbana Lyrics – English Translation

We were on the courier
With dreams in your pocket
Only my friends lampposts
Illuminate the square

I am the last one at the stop standing
And I’m not passing
We two on the street that we don’t talk about it
It’s a suburban story

Taranto Puglia
Grown in the middle of nothingness
If I don’t want bruises for each rib
It will be better not to tell all my friends that I changed bank

I always wondered
They would do me
If in the whole school they had known that in reality my best friend sucked me in the bathroom
From peripheral areas

With the echo among the palaces
You don’t need to label us
We have ethics of palaces
We vote to the stairs

In front of the hospital
With the smelled tobacco
And 100 stories to tell
We go out but we have no

Made half photo together
We have lived the moments
Without making it see
Embrace my brothers

And I think we’ll do it
We with too big dreams
To stay inside a drawer
And that trip done in a bus

I hope it doesn’t end
Dreams die young
But I want to live them before
We were on the courier

With dreams in your pocket
Only my friends lampposts
Illuminate the square
I am the last one at the stop standing

And I’m not passing
We two on the street that we don’t talk about it
It’s a suburban story
We were on the courier

With dreams in your pocket
Only my friends lampposts
Illuminate the square
I am the last one at the stop standing

And I’m not passing
We two on the street that we don’t talk about it
It’s a suburban story
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STEWE Lyrics – Suburbana

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From the album:
Simpson vs Stewe
Release Year: 2019

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