Mi manca [English translation]

I miss the sea

and its dear shores

facing immensity,

I miss the mountain

that raises its brow

facing eternity.

I miss to enjoy

my freedom,

two sunny hours,

just two hours

at sunset.

I miss that holy

and so great faith,

people who sing

improvising.

I miss those

who were young

when I too was,

jokes and laughter,

the true friendship,

the evenings in a café.

I miss them fully

with their questions,

my countrymen,

relatives or unrelated,

so as to feel good.

I need to be back soon,

to tear up my chains,

to make future laugh

and to live in my own way.

• Artist:I Muvrini
• Album:À voce rivolta