Il Mondo Nuovo

It's better the real disappointment of a fake joy
but when disappointment grows, the pressure increases
maybe it's because the rain beats hard on my window
maybe it's that at the end of the night I wonder what remains
But then you arrive, you sit wherever you want and throw down
my melancholy of living and everything already seems possible for me
Caught in the advancing darkness, you come to bring light to my day
dragged under by the wave, I chased a new world
your outstretched hand appeared to me, and now I'm rising
please don't stop now
My father saw the first man walk on the moon
and now that it's already the future, no one cares anymore
sometimes I wake up at dawn when the air is fresh
thinking about my illusions of a summer now lost
But then you arrive, you sit wherever you want and throw down
my melancholy of living and everything already seems possible for me
Caught in the advancing darkness, you come to bring light to my day
dragged under by the wave, I chased a new world
your outstretched hand appeared to me, and now I'm rising
please don't stop now
Almost a thousand miles, the further away I am,
my beauty dream, until I return
Almost a thousand miles, the further away I am,
my beauty dream until, when I return
Caught in the advancing darkness, you come to bring light to my day
dragged under by the wave, I chased a new world
your outstretched hand appeared to me, and now I'm rising
please don't stop now
Caught in the advancing darkness,
dragged under by the wave,
your outstretched hand appeared to me, and now I'm rising.