| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia
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| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia.
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| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia
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| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia.
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| Home, home, I can't take it anymore
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| It is tired to wander along the stairs of strangers.
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| Old Colosseum, new circle of friends.
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| But the meeting is drunk wine, I want to go home for a long time!
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| Don't judge me, don't judge me
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| Don't judge so harshly!
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| I'm good at visiting, I'm good at visiting,
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| But it's time to hit the road.
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| I feel good with you, even very good,
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| I feel better at home!
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| Oh, oh, I want to go home, that's how it always is with me,
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| I want to go home.
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| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia
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| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia.
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| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia
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| Nostalgia in Rome, nostalgia.
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| Farewell, farewell, the dream of my youth,
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| Fountain, take a coin, I'm throwing it.
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| In it, my friend waves his hand to me,
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| But the meeting is drunk wine, I want to go home for a long time!
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| Don't judge me, don't judge me
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| Don't judge so harshly!
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| I'm good at visiting, I'm good at visiting,
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| But it's time to hit the road.
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| I feel good with you, even very good,
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| I feel better at home!
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| Oh, oh, I want to go home, that's how it always is with me,
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| I want to go home |