The Great Song Of Indifference

I don't care if you go away. I don't care if you stay here.
I don't care if you say yes or no, I don't even care a bit.

I don't care if you want to die, always wanting to sleep.
I don't care if you amaze yourself, I don't care a bit.

I don't care about a penny, not even a glass of wine.
Going around, going to sleep, I don't care about you.

I don't care about the boss, about work or unemployment,
and even about myself being a mess, I don't care a bit.

I don't care if you're a master, a carpenter, a laborer,
an employee or just a boy, I don't care about these things.

I don't care about animals, as long as they don't bother me,
if you say I'm crazy, I don't care a bit.

I don't care if it snows, and if Pepa votes for me,
and about peppers and radishes, I don't care a bit.

I don't care about the government, I don't care about singers,
about Agnelli and Berlusconi, I don't care about these things.

I don't care if you're a dead man,
if you're poor, a gentleman, or a dog.
I don't care about a slap in the face, I don't care a bit.