Olly Text and meaning of the unpublished song presented by the artist on the first date of the 2025 tour.
Federico Olivierithis is the real name of the singer -songwriter, turned off the 24 candles on May 5, 2025, but he was a surprise to fans the day before. During the first date of his new tour – left on May 4th with a long series of sold outs already set until 2026 – the singer -songwriter presented an unpublished song that at the moment does not yet have a title.
On the same day, his latest album All life celebrated the Third platinum record: an increasingly rare result for an author pop project that manages to combine numbers and content.
Olly the text of the unpublished song presented on the Tour 2025
The new song, presented on stage with its usual energy, tells with irony and melancholy any day of those who feel “a lucky depressed”. Between hangover, fleeting thoughts and escape dreams in some distant island, the text slips light, but leaves its mark.
Here are the words of the unpublished song presented by Olly Live preview:
I woke up today
At 10 in the morning
I was still a little drunk
Like who had fun
And existential doubt
Of those who know who I slept with
I don't remember his name anymore but
I remember his smile
Step from the sofa to the bed
Then from the bed to the sofa
And to kill time
I eat fruit from lying down
Which in the end are nothing else
Than a lucky depressed
With the voice to sing and a handful of words in hand
Na-na-and na-na-na …
In the end I succeeded
I went out
I don't know who convinced me
And in the middle of the journey
A thought attacked me
If I stopped smoking
I would be healthy and very rich
Badly going to me
And I open a kiosk in Puerto Room
Na-na-and na-na-na …
And if I wanted
I could rise to hyper uranium
Dance the rhythm for a plane
Hold another hand
Until you sleep in a deckchair
Make a leil party
But it would be a party all year round
In short, I mean
It would lose the meaning that the holidays have
All the anger that I don't reveal
All the nights I forget
That we are all a little crazy, a little scratched
What a bad thing there is if we don't like being normal
And now that evening has been made
That the lampposts come on
That the sky also has those colors that
Make the songs write
I go home in the company
Of one with faith on the finger
And he didn't tell me his name but
There is just a nice smile
Na-na-and na-na-na …
Olly and the story of a shiny and sweetamarian daily chaos
In this passage, Olly He continues to tell himself with a close language, between apparent lightness and true introspection. There are those who would call it Urban, those who sing modern. The truth is that Olly He knows how to give voice to a generation that lives in the swing between irony and disorientation, desire to escape and need to stay.
From the apathy of the “sofa bed” to the idea of opening a kiosk in Puertico, up to an ending suspended between romanticism and uncertainty, the song seems built to arrive immediately, but also to stay. Pending the official title (and perhaps of the publication), who was at the concert has already made this new page of music by signed Olly.
