Osteria tre re
afternoon at three o'clock
here it doesn't seem like it is
full summer.
The ice cream glass
you rub it on your face
on your hair on your eyes
full summer
On the oilcloth
the bottle of wine
but what annoying flies
full summer
Here far from the sea
with two slices of bread
what does salami smell like
high summer
There is a sign above the counter
this evening smooth and tango
we look at each other and smile... tell me
What do we do?
Your hand is enough for me
a “I love you” said softly
this moment is worth more.
Osteria tre re
on the bike You and I
We pedal slower
Full summer
It stays in my eyes
In the sunset that is born
Your skirt that flies (flies, flies)
midsummer.

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