Farfalle literally means "butterflies". While it's a common word, its use in this context is a beautiful and universally understood metaphor for the fluttery feeling of excitement and nervousness one gets when falling in love or anticipating a romantic encounter.
In the song, Madame sings, "È troppo che ho le farfalle" (It's been too long that I've had butterflies), perfectly capturing that intense, almost overwhelming sensation of new love or infatuation. It's an evocative image that resonates deeply and makes the song's emotional core immediately relatable.
Madame takes the daisy-petal game and turns it into a tactic. "Faccio m'ama, non m'ama finché non mi ami" (I play he loves me, he loves me not until you love me) belongs to someone who plans to keep pulling petals until the answer comes out her way. She is not sitting still while she waits, either: "O la fama o la fame, non ho altri programmi" (Either fame or hunger, I have no other plans). And when she finally sizes him up, the verdict arrives as a shrug, which stings more than an insult would: "Quelli come te, hanno solo bisogno del 'La'" (People like you only need someone to give them the cue).
The second half drops the flirting. "Non mi dare più in pasto a IG o combino un disastro" (Don't throw me to Instagram again or I'll make a mess) and "Non mi dura la batteria, ho bruciato due iPhone" (My battery doesn't last, I've burned through two iPhones) come from someone whose private life runs as a public feed. Then she admits the thing that makes this more than a brush-off: a Porsche and a chart position would not cover it, because "Per un'emozione quanto sto perdendo" (For one feeling, look how much I am losing) and "E non so nemmeno provarla davvero" (And I don't even know how to really feel it). Then she is back at the petals, calling the whole thing what it is: "È solo un gioco" (It's only a game).