By Cataldo Massimo
Free the soul
The world is my home and the sun is already rising
The city still sleeps, but we fly away
The car that goes is full of music
and friendship is an island, hidden inside us
between the highway and the sky we go away
where the wind takes us
and the present it is already inside us
no nostalgia because leaving is living
to free ourselves and grow, get to know each other more
between the mountains and the sea we go away
like seagulls in flight
br/>now the dreams between us are certainties
free your soul and go
the road has no boundaries now
trees whiz by, freer spaces
and the songs between us
br/>and you can already breathe, an infinite freedom 
because wherever you go you are never a stranger
if your home is in you
the world is my home, my thoughts are it is free
from the useless barriers of false truths 
free your soul and go
the road is a sea and we sailors
travelling we change our ideas and the clouds
and the frequencies of the DJs
and you can already breathe, an infinite freedom
because wherever you go you are never a stranger
if your home is within you
free your soul and go...
and there is no language that you cannot understand
if you speak from the heart
life teaches that
our home is within us
and that wherever you go
you are never a stranger