Il testo della Holy land

When i went to america i found myself to be not myself.
I could not align with the landscape.
It reminded me, my body, of being newborn.

I understand why people want to be reborn, i understand why people speak in tongues.
I understand why people want to feel newborn.
I understand that it's the same as feeling unborn.
I understand that we all want to feel unborn. i understand it in america