[Strofa 1]
Today I will cut my hair at Musatafà’s
I’m from South Milan, but it looks like Africa
On the tram I won’t listen to indie nor Rihanna
What will you be
Peace is my dilemma
Yes I know, I’ve got a punchable face
It’s the oriental traits, tell me what can I do about it
Going back home on feet isn’t very cool, but
Not for someone like me who wears old Puma

[Pre-Chorus]
I have a sister and a brother
On the other side of the world
Maybe they don’t even know about me, about you
I have many friends, I admit it’s a search for affection
Maybe they will forget about me, about you

[Chorus]
I’m sorry I don’t know where to go
I won’t come back because
The North Star takes me around
My mother only has me
But I will never be an only child
I’m sorry if that hurts you
Hearing about me or this song in a karaoke
I feel a bit like I’ve got
The worst side of you

[Verse 2]
Today I will cut my hair at Musatafà’s
But if you’ll go dancing later, I will stay here
From the ceiling to the carpeting
Far from he worst Caracas’ bar
You lie down and it seems like you’re in Las Vegas

I have a sister and a brother
On the other side of the world
Maybe they don’t even know about me, about you
I have many friends, I admit it’s a search for affection
Maybe they will forget about me, about you

[Chorus]
I’m sorry I don’t know where to go
I won’t come back because
The North Star takes me around
My mother only has me
But I will never be an only child
I’m sorry if that hurts you
Hearing about me or this song in a karaoke
I feel a bit like I’ve got
The worst side of you

[Outro]
The worst side of you
The worst side of you
My mother only has me
But I will never be an only child