Mon Song.

Ok, let's try something new this morning. I think I'm almost obsessed with the tomorrow's election day. What i feel is to post an Italian song for this week in a view to send a special good luck to Sen. Obama. At the same time people that doesn't understand Italian won't get any sense, that's why i decided to do the most stupid thing: I'm gonna translate the lyrics, we'll see.

Have a good week.

Luciano Ligabue - Voglio Volere.

I want a comic world, a world that makes people laugh
and a comfortable sky, where someone get out from the window to answer questions
I want to get back from my dreams whenever i want
I want to find you here anytime i need it

I want to want everything like this
I want to be able to avoid to grow up
I want to bring you somewhere you cannot even imagine
I want to keep something for me
Something that finally is for me, for me

I want back my free time, free every single moment
Pushing on the gas with life tickling me
I want never sleep with all of my dreams
I want back my virginity anytime i want

I want to want everything like this
I want to be able to avoid to grow up
I want to bring you somewhere you cannot even imagine
I want to keep something for me
Something that finally is for me, for me

I want to want, i want a world the same level of my dreams
I want to want, i want to decide when is enough
I want to want, I want to enjoy the world until we can, we can

I want a comic world that never cares when gets ridiculous
An easy world that always pay 'cos wanna be the coolest
I want never say it's late, or what a pity
I want that any second is always better than the one just spent

I want to want everything like this
I want to be able to avoid to grow up
I want to bring you somewhere you cannot even imagine
I want to keep something for me
Something that finally is for me, for me

I want to want, a whole life same level of my dreams
I want to want, i want to decide when is enough
I want to want, I want to enjoy the world until we can, we can