America (Italian Version)

On Columbus' routes
How many have dreamed of you
As a mother, as a lover then
You seduced me too
Ships full of immigrants
The darkest poverty
You can get there if you really want
Breathing freedom
America,
how many have chosen you
America,
who has known you
Doesn't leave you
America,
there's a bit of Italy in you
America,
the strength that's in you
Lives inside me,
America...
How can you blend
So many nationalities
While everyone can then stay
With their identity.
Your soul invades me
So high, so far away
Your people make you great, you know
And the future already shines
America,
how many have chosen you
America,
who has known you
Doesn't leave you
America,
there's a bit of Italy in you
America,
the strength that's in you
Lives inside me,
America...
But when I find myself
Alone thinking
I understand very little about myself
I would like to reinvent
I would like to embrace again
The life of a time that is
Still with me, still with me,
Still with me, still with me...
America...