Occidentali's Karma Lyrics in English Francesco Gabbani

Welcome to the flashy, neon-lit jungle of the West! In “Occidentali’s Karma,” Francesco Gabbani playfully drags us from Hamlet’s existential doubt to Instagram’s endless scroll. Between café philosophers, “internettologi,” and “selfie-anonymous” members, he shows how we pack our 21st-century cages with easy answers, trending buzzwords, and a spray of Chanel perfume. The catchy refrain “La scimmia nuda balla” (the naked monkey dances) reminds us that, despite our gadgets and hashtags, we are still the same curious primates from the Stone Age—now just dancing to a new beat.

But there is a twist. While the West chants borrowed mantras and queues for “Lezioni di Nirvana,” Gabbani exposes our shallow appropriation of Eastern wisdom as another quick-fix fashion. “Occidentali’s Karma” pokes fun at the idea that enlightenment can be ordered online, pointing out that true growth keeps stumbling (“l’evoluzione inciampa”) whenever we chase likes instead of meaning. Beneath the irresistible groove lies an invitation to drop the façade, laugh at our own absurdity, and maybe find a more authentic path—once the naked monkey has finished its dance.