Altrove feels like a breathless jog through the modern maze of self-promotion, constant updates, and social “rules.” The singer hears society whispering, “Keep evolving, stay connected, outshine everyone,” yet his mind and heart crumble under the pressure. In a playful but biting way he admits, “Poor mind, poor heart, I torture you with my ideas,” showing that the real battle is inside his own head.
Fed up, he dreams of disappearing “a step away from the city” where phones stay silent and emails never land. This imagined escape, that mysterious altrove or “elsewhere,” is half rebellion and half rescue mission. It is a place to shake off the slogans painted on walls, the half-truths that crowd our feeds, and rediscover genuine connection. The song invites us to question the race, tune out the noise, and maybe find our own pocket of peace just beyond the bustle.