Estate Dimmerda Lyrics in English Salmo

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Estate Dimmerda by Salmo from Italian to English.

Forty degrees in the shade, this car's a tomb

I do a patrol lap, the sun hits like Ronda

I'll do a backstroke lap, bro, I've got summer on me

So get the f*ck away ’cause you're all over me

I hate fanaticism, Olbia Gran Turismo

Psychoterrorism, vaccines, autism

Chemical like chemtrails, I smoke these and then we go

Another summer, sh*t, what do we do?

Okay, let's dance

Then let's dance

Yeah, yeah, yeah, check

Big scooters around, tire skid marks

Thirty Peroni beers, cemeteries of umbrellas

I made the cash, tango, and Salmo dos Santos

I bounce over these rappers like the Super Santos

I don't drop summer hits, I wreck your private club

You hang with lowlifes, I'm in Sardinia, Maldives

I swear like a scout, with an ass that big

You can hit my concert and sell it out

I celebrate 4/20, don't shout it to the four winds

Don't gobble your coke, smile with four teeth

Come with me, I'm the king with no throne

I know a cool spot, they mix a good Moscow Mule

All day in underwear, you look for a place in the sun

You want the biggest mirror inside the elevator

They flunked you at school, then they fired you

They took your license, your girl left you

Don't be afraid, don't stay in the shadows

Buckle up, this concert's a bomb

They say “Allah is great,” but what do we know?

Ask Ariana, what do we do?

Okay, let's dance

Then let's dance

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Then let's dance

Like when it’s raining outside

I wait for my wave to come

I call a hurricane with your name

I hope you answer me

Then let's dance

Like when it’s raining outside

I wait for my wave to come

I call a hurricane with your name

I hope you answer me

Then we dance, then we dance

Then let's dance

I live now that the night dies

I'm watching the dawn so sorry, don't make noise

Like dancing in a downpour

I'll take the summer and crush it in one song

Life's beautiful but in the end you die

It's always the last summer day and I'm locked out

And states of mind, I hear the call

Another summer, sh*t, what do we do? Dance?

Wanna touch the sky? I can give you a ride

My head’s in the clouds and I enjoy the view

I feel the buena onda, I'm the new wave

You’re still waiting for the big jump, Blue Whale

Yeah, dummy, warn your brain when it glitches

A whale on the beach, somebody call Sea Shepherd

Sorry but I’ve only middle school, yet I rhyme right away

And this scene rubs sunscreen on my back

I mail you the sun, relax, everything's fine

What the f*ck you coming to the coast for? It costs too much

You wanna fake being rich, I sink the yacht

F*ck the Seychelles, Salmo's the new sheikh

I watch bad news like the 8 o'clock news

Summer’s ending, I've already put on my jacket

I even put on a helmet ’cause you talk too much

It's a protest song, I'm looking for the G8 spot

Don't be afraid, don't stay in the shadows

Buckle up, this concert's a bomb

They say “Allah is great,” but what do we know?

Ask Ariana, what do we do?

Okay, let's dance

Then let's dance

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Then let's dance

Like when it’s raining outside

I wait for my wave to come

I call a hurricane with your name

I hope you answer me

Then we dance, then we dance

Then let's dance

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SONG MEANING

Estate Dimmerda is Salmo’s fiery rant against the clichéd, carefree image of summertime. Under the blazing Italian sun, he paints a picture of suffocating heat, crowded beaches, and relentless commercial vibes that turn the season into a sweaty prison. Instead of the usual sunny optimism, Salmo fires off sharp lines about social fears, fake luxury, conspiracy theories, and bad news on TV, showing how real life keeps intruding on the supposed “vacation mood.”

Yet the song is not all gloom. Salmo’s answer to every frustration is simple: “Vabbè, balliamo!” — “Whatever, let’s dance!” The hook becomes a playful survival tactic, a rebellious invitation to shake off anxiety, failure, or heartbreak on the dance floor. By mixing dark humor, social commentary, and irresistible energy, Salmo turns a “sh*tty summer” into a sardonic party where dancing is both protest and release.

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