(Music: M. Tabai - Lyrics: M. Cavallari)


Perhaps we cannot breathe from here
The fate that calls us sons from there
Now we conquer the ancient road
Here slaves and kings eat the same bread Where hate and love are poetry

Nobody knows that what is divine is human
And the earth without moon belongs to a god Sweet is oblivion in immensity
We will fall here, in an oneiric autumn
Citizens of a new utopia

Blood of shadow descends from the walls
Of the tired and worn out humanity
Will of power we will have
Citizens of a new utopia