La Rumorosa,
Breath it in,
Oh breath it in,
Just take it in,
Oh yeah now take it in,
Oh.

Escape the misery,
it's time to leave,
A one Road Town,
it's time to leave it with me.

Rumorosa,
It's such the perfect place,
Que hermosa,
Suck it up,
Rumorosa,
Welcome to the place of your dreams.

There is no future,
hanging around here,
Just paint me a picture,
What do you fear?

You love the misery,
You'll never leave,
This broken town,
It's time to leave it with me.

Rumorosa,
It's such the perfect place,
Que hermosa,
Enough's enough,
Rumorosa,
Welcome to the place of your dreams.

Oh breath it in,
Oh,
Oh breath it in,
Oh,
Take it in,
Take it in.

- Italiano:

Hai un sapore d'istinto
Oro sopra al viso
Seguirò l’istinto
Correrò a cercarti

Tra le mie braccia non ti sentirai più sola

Hai un sapore distinto,
Mandi un po’ in tilt
A volte tanto che perde sapore il resto

Più della droga, sigarette o whiskey & cola

Sai che ti osservo quando stai un po’ per le tue
E vorrei averti come fossi una canzone
Forse è più tosta dirsi in faccia “fa paura”
Che avere tutto questo spazio tra di noi

E non sei mia
Mai
Scappi
Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci
Senti
Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti
Sai che ti riprendo al volo
Stai con me
Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva

Oh Woah
Tengo stretto quel che non ho
E non ho
Un senso eterno ma se fermerai quest attimo
Puoi viverci

E non sei mia
Mai
Scappi
Temi che ti uccida ma a pensarci
Senti
Vuoto dentro al petto; puoi fidarti
Sai che ti riprendo al volo
Stai con me
Temi che ti uccida ma sei viva

Ma riesci a colpirmi
Come il primo pezzo soul o r&b
Sei quel mood la sera, sei
Cosa manca a me
Come il cavo jack che hai lasciato qui
Sei un po’ come me o io come te

(e non sei mia, mai)
(e non sei mia, mai)
(e non sei mia, mai)
(e non sei mia)

- English:

You have a flavor of instinct
Gold over your face
I'll follow my instinct
I'll run to find you

In my arms, you won't feel lonely anymore

You have a distinct flavor,
You throw me off balance
Sometimes so much that everything else loses its taste

More than drugs, cigarettes, or whiskey & cola

You know I watch you when you're on your own a bit
And I wish I could have you like you were a song
Maybe it's tougher to say "it's scary" to your face
Than to have all this space between us

And you're not mine
Never
You run away
You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it
You feel
An emptiness in your chest
You can trust me
You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat
Stay with me
You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive

Oh Woah
I hold on tight to what I don't have
And I don't have
An eternal sense but if you stop this moment
You can live it

And you're not mine
Never
You run away
You fear that it'll kill you, but thinking about it
You feel
An emptiness in your chest
You can trust me
You know I'll catch you in a heartbeat
Stay with me
You fear that it'll kill you but you're alive

But you manage to hit me
Like the first soul or R&B track
You're that mood at night, you are
What's missing for me
Like the jack plug you left here
You're a bit like me or I'm like you

(And you're not mine, never)
(And you're not mine, never)
(And you're not mine, never)
(And you're not mine)

- Français:

Tu as une saveur d'istincte
De l’or sur le visage
Je suivrai mon instinct
Je courrai te chercher

Dans mes bras, tu ne te sentiras plus jamais seule

Tu as une saveur distincte,
Tu me fais un peu perdre la tête
Parfois tellement que tout le reste perd son goût

Plus que la drogue, les cigarettes ou le whisky & cola

Tu sais que je t’observe quand tu restes un peu dans ton coin
Et je voudrais t’avoir comme une chanson
Peut-être qu'il est plus difficile de se dire en face "ça fait peur"
Que d’avoir tout cet espace entre nous

Et tu n’es pas à moi
Jamais
Tu fuis
Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant
Tu sens
Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance
Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol
Reste avec moi
Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante

Oh Woah
Je tiens serré ce que je n’ai pas
Et je n’ai pas
Un sens éternel, mais si tu arrêtes cet instant
Tu peux y vivre

Et tu n’es pas à moi
Jamais
Tu fuis
Tu crains que je te tue, mais en y réfléchissant
Tu sens
Un vide dans ta poitrine ; tu peux me faire confiance
Tu sais que je te rattrape au vol
Reste avec moi
Tu crains que je te tue, mais tu es vivante

Mais tu arrives à me toucher
Comme le premier morceau de soul ou de r&b
Tu es cette ambiance le soir, tu es
Ce qui me manque
Comme le câble jack que tu as laissé ici
Tu es un peu comme moi ou moi comme toi

(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais)
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais)
(et tu n’es pas à moi, jamais)
(et tu n’es pas à moi)