Nella Fantasia

In the fantasy I see a just world,
Where everyone lives in peace and honesty.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that fly,
Full of humanity deep in the soul.

In the fantasy I see a clear world,
Where even the night is less dark.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that fly,
Full of humanity...

In the fantasy there is a warm wind,
That blows over the cities, like a friend.
I dream of souls that are always free,
Like the clouds that fly,
Full of humanity deep in the soul.