I turn on the heating, but I still feel coldThese drops on the floor that fall from my eyesThey look like cement that rests like flakesThe demon is always in water, waiting for your false stepTo steal your soul and your creationThat can't be safe and I throw away the heartThe music at its best so as not to hear the noise insideAnd the one close to my insideThat shouts at me because I sing too much and it's not wrongMatryoshka, like in ToscaI always throw myself down when you're not there anymoreAnd you fool me, kiss me, disappoint me, tell meBut it's better if we stay friendsMatryoshka, I don't do it on purposeBut then I pull myself upWhen I see youWhen will you come back up here?You fool me, kiss me, disappoint me, tell meBut it's better if we stay friendsIt's better if we stay friendsI'm on the Russian mountainsClosed in four wallsMany shields in front of meLike a matryoshkaThey do it in the ringI breatheBut then I take another shotWhile I look at the world aroundDeepen little by littleCovid, war and powerSocial, ego and pleasureLike missiles in the skyI look hot and I find the iceThat to me is hot and beautifulI lose my baricentrumThat shouts at me because I think too much and it's not wrongMatryoshka, like in ToscaI always throw myself downWhen you're not there anymoreYou fool me, kiss me, disappoint me, tell meBut it's better if we stay friendsMatryoshka, I don't do it on purposeBut then I pull myself upWhen will you come back up here?You fool me, kiss me, disappoint me, tell meBut it's better if we stay friendsBut it's better if we stay friendsBut it's better if we stay friendsBut it's better if we stay friends