I love my mountains
I love my country
I love my little village, and its sky
I love my little garden and its green
But i am, but i am
I’m a stranger at home, i’m a stranger at home
I’m a stranger, stranger at home
I’m a stranger, stranger at Home
And this isn’t a fault for nobody
Maybe this isn’t a fault
I loved and love my family
I loved and love my people
I loved and love my friends
I loved and love my past and current girls
But i’m, but i’m
I’m a stranger at home, I’m a stranger at home
I’m a stranger, stranger at home
I’m a stranger, stranger at home
And this isn’t a fault for nobody
Maybe this isn’t a fault
By Gaspare Bernardi