La Canzone Di Marinella - Afterhours

Questa di Marinella?

la storia vera

che scivol?

nel fiume a primavera

ma il vento che la vide cos?

bella

dal fiume la port?

sopra una stella

sola senza il ricordo di un dolore

vivevi senza il sogno di un amore

ma un re senza corona e senza scorta

buss?

tre volte un giorno alla tua porta

bianco come la luna il suo cappello

come l’amore rosso il suo mantello

tu lo seguisti senza una ragione

come un ragazzo segue un aquilone

e c’era il sole e avevi gli occhi belli

lui ti baci?

le labbra ed i capelli

c’era la luna e avevi gli occhi stanchi

lui pose le sue mani sui tuoi fianchi

furono baci furono sorrisi

poi furono soltanto i fiordalisi

che videro con gli occhi delle stelle

fremere al vento e ai baci la tua pelle

dicono poi che mentre ritornavi

nel fiume chiss?

come scivolavi

e lui che non ti volle creder morta

buss?

cent’anni ancora alla tua porta

questa?

la tua canzone Marinella

che sei volata in cielo su una stella

e come tutte le pi?

belle cose

vivesti solo un giorno, come le rose

e come tutte le pi?

belle cose

vivesti solo un giorno come le rose.

This one from Marinella?

the true story

what slipped?

in the river in spring

but the wind that saw her like this?

beautiful

from the river the port?

above a star

alone without the memory of a pain

you lived without the dream of a love

but a king without a crown and without an escort

buss?

three times a day at your door

her hat is white as the moon

like her red love her cloak

you followed him for no reason

like a boy follows a kite

and there was the sun and you had beautiful eyes

does he kiss you?

the lips and hair

there was the moon and your eyes were tired

he put his hands on your hips

were kisses were smiles

then it was only the cornflowers

which they saw with the eyes of the stars

shiver in the wind and kisses your skin

then they say that while you were returning

in the river who knows?

how you slipped

and he who did not want to believe you dead

buss?

a hundred years left at your door

this?

your song Marinella

that you flew to the sky on a star

and like all the pi?

nice things

you lived only one day, like roses

and like all the pi?

nice things

you lived only one day like roses.