Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nella Fantasia, artist - Amira Willighagen.
Date of issue: 24.04.2014
Song language: Italian
Nella Fantasia(original) |
Nella fantasia io vedo un mondo giusto, |
Li tutti vivono in pace e in onest?. |
Io sogno d’anime che sono sempre libere, |
Come le nuvole che volano, |
Pien’d’umanit? |
in fondo all’anima. |
Nella fantasia io vedo un mondo chiaro, |
Li anche la notte? |
meno oscura. |
Io sogno d’anime che sono sempre libere, |
Come le nuvole che volano. |
Nella fantasia esiste un vento caldo, |
Che soffia sulle citt?, come amico. |
Io sogno d’anime che sono sempre libere, |
Come le nuvole che volano, |
Pien’d’umanit? |
in fondo all’anima |
Translation: |
In my fantasy |
In my fantasy I see a fair world, |
Where everyone lives in peace and honesty. |
I dream of a place to live that is always free, |
Like a cloud that floats, |
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul. |
In my fantasy I see a bright world |
Where each night there is less darkness. |
I dream of spirits that are always free, |
Like the cloud that floats. |
In my fantasy exists a warm wind, |
That breathes into the city, like a friend. |
I dream of souls that are always free, |
Like the cloud that floats, |
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul |
(translation) |
In fantasy I see a just world, |
They all live in peace and honesty. |
I dream of souls that are always free, |
Like the clouds that fly, |
Full of humanity? |
at the bottom of the soul. |
In fantasy I see a clear world, |
Even there at night? |
less dark. |
I dream of souls that are always free, |
Like the clouds that fly. |
In fantasy there is a warm wind, |
Blowing over the cities as a friend. |
I dream of souls that are always free, |
Like the clouds that fly, |
Full of humanity? |
at the bottom of the soul |
Translation: |
In my fantasy |
In my fantasy I see a fair world, |
Where everyone lives in peace and honesty. |
I dream of a place to live that is always free, |
Like a cloud that floats, |
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul. |
In my fantasy I see a bright world |
Where each night there is less darkness. |
I dream of spirits that are always free, |
Like the cloud that floats. |
In my fantasy exists a warm wind, |
That breathes into the city, like a friend. |
I dream of souls that are always free, |
Like the cloud that floats, |
Full of humanity in the depths of the soul |