A look at the past to rescue a topic of Alex Britti. Este Romano (Italy), who started playing the guitar at 8 years old, practically unknown in Spain, has behind his back 6 jobs and many years of career.
A career that began with the publication in the 98 from his first album, although there by 92, an unofficial one was already circulating.
Today it's me It was their first success and today we recover them.
letter Today it's me
And I don't know why,
what I want to tell you
then I write it inside a song
I don't even know if you'll listen to it
or it will remain just another fragile illusion
If words were music
I could play hours and hours and hours more
And tell you everything about me
But then when I see you there's something that stops me
And I can't even say how you are
How good do you look in those black trousers,
how well are you today,
just as I wouldn't want to fall into those conversations I've already heard a thousand times,
and ruin everything
How I wish I could talk without worrying,
without that feeling that doesn't let me say
that I really like you,
even if I didn't tell you,
because it's sleazy to try,
just to take you to bed
and I don't care,
if I have to wait any longer,
to finally talk to you,
just say one word to you,
but sweet as I can,
like the sea, like sex,
finally my present.
And so, this night is already over too,
and I still don't know what you are like inside
I don't even know if I'll see you again,
or it will just remain another useless opportunity,
and then tomorrow I'll see you again.
And I really like you,
even if I didn't tell you,
because it's sleazy to try,
just to take you to bed
and I don't care,
if it hasn't happened yet,
I'll wait when the time comes,
and it won't be just once.
I hope as much as I can,
that it's not just sex,
this time I demand it.
I prefer to be here alone,
than with a fake company,
and if I really will take flight,
I will wait for love and love be it.
And I don't know if it will really be you,
or maybe you are just an illusion,
but this evening I'm relaxing, I think of you and write a song.
Sweet as I can,
like the sea, like sex,
this time I demand it,
because today it's me,
TODAY IT'S ME!