Taylor Swift casualmente ha visto il testo e la vuol cantare in inglese :
Verse 1)On the bustling streets, fearless taxi drivers ride,Through lights and shadows, their adventure they confide.Beachgoers on the sands, under the scorching sun,In a world of contrasts, where life unfolds, begun.
(Chorus)Cabbies and beachcombers, two worlds collide,In this chaotic city, their stories coincide.Amid honks and crashing waves,Destinies entwine, the fate it paves.
(Verse 2)On the curb they wait, taxis standing by,While beachgoers dream beneath the open sky.They race against time, on life's busy street,Between fares and lifeguards, love finds its beat.
(Chorus)Cabbies and beachcombers, souls on a journey,In life's traffic, courage they unearthly.In a blend of asphalt and sandy shore,The melody of intertwined destinies, they explore.
(Bridge)Amid laughter and the sea's rhythmic sound,An underlying harmony, a friendship is found.Cabbies and beachcombers, hands entwined,In this uncertain world, new paths they find.
(Chorus)Cabbies and beachcombers, dancing together,Under the night sky, their flame will tether.In a symphony of taxis and crashing sea,Time slips away, the present set free.
Verse 1)On the bustling streets, fearless taxi drivers ride,Through lights and shadows, their adventure they confide.Beachgoers on the sands, under the scorching sun,In a world of contrasts, where life unfolds, begun.
(Chorus)Cabbies and beachcombers, two worlds collide,In this chaotic city, their stories coincide.Amid honks and crashing waves,Destinies entwine, the fate it paves.
(Verse 2)On the curb they wait, taxis standing by,While beachgoers dream beneath the open sky.They race against time, on life's busy street,Between fares and lifeguards, love finds its beat.
(Chorus)Cabbies and beachcombers, souls on a journey,In life's traffic, courage they unearthly.In a blend of asphalt and sandy shore,The melody of intertwined destinies, they explore.
(Bridge)Amid laughter and the sea's rhythmic sound,An underlying harmony, a friendship is found.Cabbies and beachcombers, hands entwined,In this uncertain world, new paths they find.
(Chorus)Cabbies and beachcombers, dancing together,Under the night sky, their flame will tether.In a symphony of taxis and crashing sea,Time slips away, the present set free.
)...sull'approccio degli automobilisti italiani con i motociclisti non mi illudo possano diventare come gli europei.
