Rossano – Ho perso il conto (English translation)

[Verse 1]
I’ve lost count of all the faces I regret,
But I start over — and deep down, I still hope a little.
For one minute, I actually believed in you,
In the person you might have been — you know the one.
[Pre-Chorus]
To walk away… to run away…
But where can I go when everywhere is still here?
I’ve spent my life just standing in this one place,
Waiting for the tired kiss of someone who no longer loves me.
[Verse 2]
What were you thinking while you carefully chose
The perfect words to sound young and free?
You’re doing nothing new —
Nothing different from all the others who’ve said goodbye to me.
[Pre-Chorus]
To walk away… to run away…
But where can I go when my place is forever here?
And I’ve lived right here, just waiting,
For the exhausted kiss of a heart that’s already gone coldزظزز.
[Bridge]
You’re just like me — you act surprised
Because I won’t shed a single tear for you.
It’s convenient for you, isn’t it,
To believe you’re leaving me and I won’t feel a thing.
[Outro – confession]
But look — as absurd as this sounds —
I’ve held back the tears, and you know exactly why.
I’m still waiting… waiting to be sure.
And when you’ve completely disappeared —
That’s when I’ll scream.
📖 Lyrics Meaning
This song is a raw, introspective look at emotional exhaustion, repeated abandonment, and the painful gap between hope and reality. The speaker has been left many times before but still clings to a fragile hope — even when love is already dead.
Key themes:
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Repeated regret, stubborn hope – Despite losing count of how many people have hurt him, he starts over each time and still hopes a little. This is not naivety — it’s a survival instinct.
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The “weary kiss” – A powerful image of a love that continues out of habit, not passion. The kiss is tired, given by someone who no longer loves but stays or returns mechanically.
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Feeling trapped in one place – “Everywhere is still here” and “my place is always here” express emotional stuckness. He cannot escape the geography of his own heart — the same room, the same waiting.
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The predictability of goodbyes – He recognizes that the person leaving is no different from all the others. They all choose “the right words to have youth” — shallow scripts to avoid guilt.
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No tears as a defense, not indifference – He refuses to cry in front of the leaver. They mistake this for strength or relief. But the truth is: he is holding back until they are completely gone. Then the real scream will come.
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Delayed grief – The final lines are devastating: “I’m still waiting for you to be sure, when you’ll have vanished, then I’ll scream.” Grief is postponed, not absent. The scream is inevitable — it just needs privacy.



