Dieci Cento Mille

What I was expecting I do not know Strange (is) this world I dream a little longer I think all night Of what, I do not know I try to wake up It won't work now I only dream of fantastic poems In a crazy world (that is) full of lies I live intensely every small folly I only see people capable of magic Chorus 2x: Ten hundred thousand hands that rise Then they move How many, I don't know Today, we are they only protagonists Live like you want to and don't ever stop Where we are going This is not known I escape from the confines of banality Ten hundred thousand We're missing a few more I am close to the sun Problems, I don't have (any) I live my moment amongst many others I ask myself if destiny has already decided for me Now I am awake and I can distinguish reality I'm living in the world I wanted