Weekend
Timoria Lyrics


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Giovani demoni senza alcun Dio,
persi nei vicoli o in grandi città,
agili muscoli palestra e via
Weekend è sacra follia,
occhio c'è la polizia
Ragazze facili studiano per
esser tranquille nei loro weekend,
muovon le gambe al ritmo che c'è
Pillola e filosofia
Dante, Petrarca ma
annegano nel ...
persi nel weekend
strisciano nel ...
persi nel weekend
strisciano nel ...
persi nel weekend
Svelti da Bruno, per l'ultimo drink,
batte la musica cosmic o funk,
pulsano i timpani, una botta e via
Weekend è sacra follia
occhio c'è la polizia
Persi nel ...
persi nel weekend
strisciano nel ...
persi nel weekend
E se per caso mi annoio, non riesco a
dormire, salgo sul bolide,
schiaccio il pedale, saluto gli amici:
addio... una strage del sabato anch'io.
pulsano i timpani, una botta e via




Weekend è sacra follia
persi nel weekend

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Timoria's song "Weekend" depict a scene of youthful rebellion and escapism. The opening lines introduce the singers as "young demons without any God" who are lost in the alleys or big cities. They are described as having agile muscles, found in the gym or elsewhere, and the weekend is presented as a sacred madness. However, there is a warning that the police are watching, creating a sense of rebellion and thrill.


The next lines introduce "easy girls" who study to be at ease during their weekends. They move their legs to the rhythm that is present, alluding to dancing and clubbing culture. The mention of pills and philosophy suggests a mix of hedonism and intellectual pursuits that coexist in this environment. The names of famous Italian poets Dante and Petrarca are then mentioned, but they are drowned out or overwhelmed by something, possibly the chaos and indulgence of the weekend.


The scene shifts to a place called Bruno's, where the characters are quick to have their last drink. The music, described as "cosmic or funk", is pulsating and intensifying the atmosphere. The mention of drums emphasizes the energetic and wild nature of the moments experienced. The lyrics again state that the weekend is a sacred madness, but there is once again a warning about the presence of the police.


In the final verse, the singer expresses the need for excitement and says that if they get bored or can't sleep, they get on their powerful vehicle and stimulate it with the pedal. They bid farewell to their friends, describing it as a "massacre of Saturday" as they engage in the same kind of thrilling and potentially dangerous behavior. The lyrics once again emphasize the pulsating drums and the idea that the weekend is a sacred madness, using the repetition of being "lost in the weekend" and "crawling in the weekend".


Overall, the lyrics of "Weekend" convey a sense of rebellion, escapism, and the pursuit of thrill and excitement during the weekends. It showcases the youthful desire to break free from societal norms and indulge in moments of self-discovery and temporary liberation.


Line by Line Meaning

Giovani demoni senza alcun Dio
Young demons without any God


persi nei vicoli o in grandi città
Lost in alleys or in big cities


agili muscoli palestra e via
Agile muscles, gym and go


Weekend è sacra follia
Weekend is sacred madness


occhio c'è la polizia
Watch out, the police is around


Ragazze facili studiano per
Easy girls study to


esser tranquille nei loro weekend
be calm during their weekends


muovon le gambe al ritmo che c'è
move their legs to the rhythm that's there


Pillola e filosofia
Pill and philosophy


Dante, Petrarca ma
Dante, Petrarca but


annegano nel ...
drown in ...


persi nel weekend
lost in the weekend


strisciano nel ...
crawl in ...


persi nel weekend
lost in the weekend


strisciano nel ...
crawl in ...


persi nel weekend
lost in the weekend


Svelti da Bruno, per l'ultimo drink
Quickly by Bruno, for the last drink


batte la musica cosmic o funk
Plays cosmic or funk music


pulsano i timpani, una botta e via
the drums throb, one hit and go


Weekend è sacra follia
Weekend is sacred madness


occhio c'è la polizia
Watch out, the police is around


Persi nel ...
Lost in ...


persi nel weekend
lost in the weekend


strisciano nel ...
crawl in ...


persi nel weekend
lost in the weekend


strisciano nel ...
crawl in ...


persi nel weekend
lost in the weekend


E se per caso mi annoio, non riesco a
And if by chance I get bored, I can't


dormire, salgo sul bolide
sleep, I get on the fast car


schiaccio il pedale, saluto gli amici:
press the pedal, say goodbye to friends


addio... una strage del sabato anch'io.
goodbye... a Saturday massacre for me too.


pulsano i timpani, una botta e via
the drums throb, one hit and go


Weekend è sacra follia
Weekend is sacred madness


persi nel weekend
lost in the weekend




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