(Fabrizio De Andr?)
This one from Marinella? the true story
that slipped? in the river in spring
but the wind that saw her like this? beautiful
From the river La 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
His hat as white as the moon
His cloak as red as love
You followed him without a reason
Like a boy follows a kite
And it was sunny and you had beautiful eyes
Does he kiss you? the lips and the hair
there was the moon and your eyes were tired
he placed his hands on your hips
There were kisses and they were smiles
then they were only the cornflowers
br/>who saw with the eyes of the stars
your skin trembling in the wind and kisses
They then say that while you were returning
into the river who knows? how did you slip
and he who didn't want to believe you were dead
knocked? one hundred years still at your door
This? your song Marinella
that you flew into the sky on a star
and like all the most? beautiful things
you only lived one day, like roses
And like all the most? beautiful things
You only lived one day, like roses.

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