“Our normal story” is a generational manifesto

Our normal story It is the new single of Kaufmanavailable in digital stores from April 18, 2025. The song is a sincere, raw and sweet story of the emotions and daily disturbances that a thirty year old finds himself living.

With Our normal storyi Kaufman They propose an emotional journey between the folds of love, fragility and awareness. The song is part of a coherent, but evolutionary path of the band. Their career is characterized by songs that speak of love, insecurities and youth: from The difficult age to Love of love feat. Galeffi.

In their new project, i Kaufman They tell relationships in the balance, hugs that shake the soul and dreams that collide with family expectations. Our normal story (Inri / Metatron / Universal Music Italia) wants to offer a melancholy caress. It assumes the characteristics of a hymn to the beauty of imperfect things. The tracks of the song have an intimate atmosphere and tell feelings with authenticity. An example is the phrase “I have an earthquake in my stomach“, Sung by the band frontman Lorenzo Lombardi.

In a period in which everything flows quickly, Our normal story It is an invitation to stop and look in the eyes. In this way, it is possible to try to keep happiness tight. The song of Kaufman It looks like a small generational manifesto for thirty years old.

The text of “Our normal story” of the Kaufman

I turned off this cigarette four steps further
And it's like our life: we left it there.
And you who laughed and made hello with your hands,
Hello with your hands, hello with your hands.
And on the way we made a thousand thoughts,
Too sincere.
And what do your mother and father say about our dreams?
They are against because we will never be lawyers, never doctors.

Throw my arms around my neck,
that I have an earthquake in my stomach.
Teach me to count the roads that are among us when we walk,
And the orders of the center who look at us badly.
And now I hold happiness by the hand, but it is for personal use.
Let's make it last, let's make it last,
that we can understand
Our normal story.

Come on, throw, throw the cigarette and come close.
We do not let winter enter until we can,
As long as we are so tight that not even the wind
He tells us what to do and how we have to stay in the world.
And what do your mother and father say about our dreams?
There are still heavy silences, and you want to escape out?
Or are you calm?

Throw my arms around my neck,
that I have an earthquake in my stomach.
Teach me to count the roads that are among us when we walk,
And the orders of the center who look at us badly.
And now I hold happiness by the hand, but it is for personal use.
Let's make it last, let's make it last,
that we can understand
Our normal story.

The photos are by Marco Franzoni