Translation of the song lyrics Licantropia - Subsonica

Licantropia (original)

Il tramonto sul discount
Ha il suo picco di poesia
Lo fotografo per te
Che non sei mai stata mia
Ora sei nostalgia
E appanni le finestre col respiro
E c'è una luna elettrica
C'è la mia licantropia
Desideri e voluttà
Su questa periferia
Ora sei nostalgia
Appanni le finestre col respiro
Ora sei nostalgia
Azzanni queste stanze coi ricordi
Correre di sera ed esser parte del buio
E ancora correre invisibili tra siepi incolte e cartelloni
Tacchi in controluce tra motori fermi ad aspettare
Un giro in paradiso tra parcheggi, fabbriche e goldoni
Lampade di chioschi che ora friggono e il buio intorno
Pugni in faccia tra ubriachi sono vetri che volano
E volano i pensieri che trattengo qui nei miei polmoni
Correre tra fango e piscio fino a farli ritornare buoni
Ora sei nostalgia
Appanni le finestre col respiro
Ora sei nostalgia
Azzanni queste stanze coi ricordi

Licantropia (translation)

The sunset on the discount store
It has its peak of poetry
I photograph it for you
That you were never mine
Now you are homesick
And you mist the windows with your breath
And there is an electric moon
There is my lycanthropy
Desires and pleasure
On this periphery
Now you are homesick
You cloud the windows with your breath
Now you are homesick
You blast these rooms with memories
Run in the evening and be part of the dark
And still running invisible between overgrown hedges and billboards
Heels against the light between engines stopped waiting
A ride in paradise between parking lots, factories and goldoni
Kiosk lamps that are now frying and darkness around
Fists in the face between drunks are flying glass
And the thoughts that I hold here in my lungs fly
Running through mud and piss until they are good again
Now you are homesick
You cloud the windows with your breath
Now you are homesick
You blast these rooms with memories