I breathe in the smell of my mother
and life grows
I put on the old man's coat
and winter blooms
I walk the streets of Italy
in a deep sleep
and in the night singing
and on Caruso radio
again I meet my freedom
the years of longing make me come back
there where love never lost lugaaaar
ah ah ah
and I swear
I never left
you probably did not see me
Well, I disguised myself
and I must be here
I camouflaged myself as a gentleman in that Parisian painting
again I meet my freedom
the years of longing make me come back
there where love never lost lugaaaar
ah ah ah
again the portrait of a child I carry with me
So remind life that I have not aged
I walk the streets of Italy
in a deep sleep
and in the night singing
on Caruso radio
and I swear
I never left
you probably did not see me
I dressed up for you
and I must be here
I camouflaged myself as a gentleman in that painting in Paris
again I meet my freedom
the years of longing make me come back
there where love never lost lugaaaar
ah ah ah
I breathe the smell of my mother
and life grows
I put on the old man's coat
and winter blooms.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)