I wanna lay by a lake in Norway, I I wanna walk through Swedish fields of green I wanna see the forests of Finland, I I wanna sail on a boat on the Baltic sea I wanna feel the Russian winter, I I wanna go to my Polish grandmother's home I wanna see Hungarian lanterns, I I wanna walk on a road that leads to Rome I wanna be free as the winds that blow past me Clear as the air that I breath Young as the morning And old as the sea.