Verbena paints the thrill of late-summer love when everything feels slightly off-balance yet irresistibly alive. Francesca Michielin drives us through September nights scented with gasoline and verbena, under a glaring full moon that pulls at the tides and the heart alike. The lyrics jump from star-lit road trips to teasing laughter, from pine trees turning marittimi to impulsive questions like “What should I do?” or “What should I think?”—capturing the dizzy space where friendship blurs into romance and every kiss feels like crossing a border.
At its core, the song celebrates the delicious uncertainty of beginnings that already feel timeless. Memories are being made in real time: salty skin after an ocean dive, short pants, a Verdena track humming in the background. September may consume the singer, yet that very restlessness announces possibility—proof that love, like verbena’s fragrance, is both fragile and lingering. Dive in, hold your breath, and let the heart sink while thoughts float on the surface; Verbena is a soundtrack for anyone who has ever felt lost in someone else’s smile and found the best kind of confusion.