Il mercurio è blu, ma se cade a terra si rompe in palline d’argento….

Quando sei nuova, hai un accento che attira l’attenzione un umore altalenate e un carattere che ti perseguita, intrecciare una storia sembra il modo più facile per ambientarsi… Ma tu sei diversa, troppo diversa, non fa per te e questo è frustrante! 

Grazie ad Odea per aver musicato queste poche righe.

MERCURIAL (ascolta)

Lay your hand on my chest
Feel the change of my breath
Do you see the beating vein?

Sometimes when you do not want to say
You humble waiting to accept

Tie your gaze to mine
No perfume on you and I
Did it cross your mind this might not be right?

They call me mercurial
‘cause I switch my mood too fast
‘cause I raise and drop (my voice) when I get upset
And change my mind as I do with dresses
They call me mercurial
‘cause I speak too fast
with a different accent that makes it strange

Forehead to forehead
Do you get what I am saying?
My reaction to your waves
I will drop my voice to say yes

They call me mercurial
‘cause I switch my mood too fast
‘cause I raise and drop (my voice) when I get upset
And change my mind as I do with dresses
They call me mercurial
‘cause I speak too fast
with a different accent that makes it strange

Sometimes when you do not want to say
You humble waiting to accept