SOUL OF BOHEMIAN
Words by J.A. Caruso.
Pilgrim and dreamer
I want to sing my fantasy
and the crazy poetry
that is in my heart
I am going to speak with the stars
and the most beautiful things
awake I can dream,
because I confide to them.
I always felt
the sweet illusion
of being living
my passion.
I look for in the celestial eyes
and in very black hairs
sincere passions,
sweet emotion
And in my poor wandering life,
full with illusion,
to give all my heart.