90MIN - Unplugged Lyrics in English Salmo

Below, I translated the lyrics of the song 90MIN - Unplugged by Salmo from Italian to English.
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Yo
This is Italy, a school for nuns
My favorite team, I swear, I love it
Without work, without resentment, hey, hey
This is Italy, guns and dialect
They speak loudly, brother, it's not that I don't hear
I just don't fucking understand what you said to me
Correct restricted coffee, the summer the fucking Cornetto
Boys who grew up on the pitch
Then take to the streets to fight
Kissing the rings of severed hands
Unemployed with paid holidays
The mafia doesn't take holidays, they kill you in the summer
They make a TV series about it
It's all already seen as déjà-vu, yeah
The technology that takes us far
We struggle to speak Italian
I still have social problems
Luckily, this year we win the World Cup
Please, sit comfortably
The show is starting
It's like flying economy
But without the vomit bags
Bodies covered in scratches
Faces looking for slaps
But they always get applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Ninety minutes of applause, eoh
This is Italy, it's a twisted mind
Shut your mouth or I'll take away your supply
Information, you know, doesn't inform here
Racists who listen to hip hop, something doesn't add up
Italy and its snobbish charm
Milan is dry and smog
An old work that has lasted for a while
It doesn't find an ending like Turandot
Strong powers
They open the accounts, but close the ports
They steal money, it's impossible to resist
People smile with cuts on their wrists
Emergency room
We're already dead, hey
Struggling in a sea of ​​hate
Drowned by our remorse
I haven't seen God, but we know each other
I hate the church, but I'm a Christian
Before being a true Italian
Try to be human
Please, sit comfortably
The show is starting
It's like flying economy
But without the vomit bags
Bodies covered in scratches
Faces looking for slaps
But they always get applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Ninety minutes of applause, eoh
Eoh
In summer in Italy, Latin influence
They're looking for the summer hit
Rum and cocaine, codeine
It seems they have kennel cough
I undo the strap
Chupa mi, chupa mi pinga
I'm not giving these bullshit rappers a pass
I'll go back to the top to give it a boost
Please, sit comfortably
The show is starting
It's like flying economy
But without the vomit bags
Bodies covered in scratches
Faces looking for slaps
But they always get applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Applause, applause
Ninety minutes of applause, eoh
Eoh
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rimorsiremorse

Rimorsi translates to "remorse" or "regrets". It's a strong, evocative word that speaks to deep emotional introspection, making it stand out from more common vocabulary.

In the song, Salmo uses it in a poignant line: "Affogati dai nostri rimorsi" (Drowned by our remorse). This powerful imagery conveys a sense of being overwhelmed by past regrets, adding a layer of depth to the song's social commentary and personal reflection.

Salmo turns Italy into a stadium and the whole country into a match that never really ends. Over ninety minutes he walks through the things he grew up around: a school run by nuns, a football team he loves without question, work that never arrives, and a dialect so thick he cannot always follow it himself. Nothing here is postcard Italy. It is the version you only get from someone who lives in it.

The verses stack the contradictions on purpose. The mafia keeps working through August while everyone else takes a holiday. The news does not inform. Racists listen to hip hop. Banks open accounts while ports close. People smile with cuts on their wrists, and it all gets turned into another TV series. His answer is not a slogan, just a small and very hard instruction: before you try to be a real Italian, try to be human.

Then the chorus arrives and the whole thing becomes a show. Sit down, get comfortable, it is like flying economy without the sick bags. Faces come looking for a fight and get applause instead, and that applause is the sting of the song. Ninety minutes of clapping for a performance nobody actually wanted to watch.

For learning Italian, this is a rich and very current listen. You get everyday spoken forms like frate' for brother and 'sti for these, the useful phrase qualcosa non torna for something does not add up, and plenty of blunt street vocabulary. Be warned that the language is strong throughout.

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