Lucciole Lyrics in English Blanco

Lucciole plunges us into a restless night where the singer imagines himself alone in a train carriage, racing at “centottanta” beats per minute while a million fireflies flicker outside the window. Those tiny lights become the symbol of fleeting hope against a backdrop of raw anger, passion, and fear. Blanco’s voice oscillates between vulnerability and defiance: he pictures dying mid-song, trading his soul that he claims is worth “not even a lira,” and forgetting even where his lover’s house once stood. The train with no brakes, the bonfire of flames, and the scratches on his skin all paint a portrait of a young heart that feels both unstoppable and dangerously close to collapse.

At its core, the song is a confession of someone who feels unseen―“Non mi conosci” (“You don’t know me”)—and who tries every possible escape: waiting, morphine-like numbness, even selling his soul. Yet each tactic fails to mask the ache. The repeated chorus becomes a desperate mantra, acknowledging that pain cannot be outrun; it must be confronted, even embraced. Those flickering fireflies remind us that light still exists, however brief, and that within the darkest ride we can find the courage to keep our eyes open for the next spark.