This is the first Italian song that I've ever written. Living in Iran has been a weird nightmare in so many ways, and in this song I'm expressing the loneliness and helplessness I currently feel. 




The Translation: 



I'm just a woman who's dreaming
With a cup of coffee in her hand
I don't know where to go, or how to love
Not knowing how to wait, I'm waiting


I'm only a grown up girl
That doesn't know how to live, turns out
Save me, from this deep ocean
Save me, please, from the nightmare that they create...


Save me, save me, please
Save me, save me, please


I'm only a lost soul
A lonely leaf that has fallen
I don't know where to go, or how to love
Waiting for a kindness that has never arrived


Save me, save me, please
Save me, save me, please
Save me, save me, please
Save me, save me, please





Salvami, Ti Prego

Drummer & Composer
Polystylism & improvisation are vital points of my aesthetic.

Indie Singer-songwriter. 

I use language and music to freely express myself here. 

Salvami, Ti Prego

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