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

In the fantasy there is a warm wind
Blowing 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