**“Destri” catapults us into the messy aftermath of a breakup that happened in a blink. One minute the couple is sharing toothbrushes, cheap cigarettes, and late-night road trips in a vintage Panda; the next, she’s “flown away,” leaving only a puff of smoke and a heart full of questions. Gazzelle paints the lovers as “two flowers grown in the wrong place” – fragile yet stubbornly alive on the edge of a busy highway – and sprinkles the memories with vivid snapshots: Christmas lights, slap-happy jokes, mixed-up Roman-English slang, and 4 a.m. zombie faces.
At the song’s core is a realization that sometimes love slips away without a villain. The singer repeats “non è colpa mia / non è colpa tua” (“it’s not my fault / it’s not your fault”), admitting that neither warm household lights nor angry punches at the wall (“destri”) can rewind time to those carefree days when everything was “a gonfie vele” – smooth sailing. Bittersweet, raw, and oddly romantic, “Destri” is a cinematic flashback to the beautiful chaos of a relationship that burned bright, burned fast, and left its mark on the wallpaper and the heart alike.