Maria, you liked my look,
This night my name is Maria,
There's nothing more than a diva, call me Maria
I cried over guys, fell on my knees to the floor
Carried like an idol, then dragged through the mud
Venice, Mexico, Rome
The rooms full of flowers,
I saw so many crowns bathing my feet in tears
But I'm not only a woman for the first standing,
An unremarkable lover and this man is you: my voice is trembling for you
Maria, you liked my look this night, my name is Maria. There's nothing more than a diva, call me Maria.
I ran through the sky and the ground and the most beautiful lovers, breathed the air of New York, Milan, Paris, if the divas excited the whims of the tournaments, all of the queen's fighters will not end up in blood.
The sun is mortal and my diamond voice, is never eternam like lovers' hearts, it clouds easily.
Maria, you liked my look this night, my name is Maria. There's nothing more than a diva, call me Maria.
All the bohemian golds have shined in my voice, I died on the stage, there I was born, but a thick fog re-covers La Scala, when the insults hurt my heart and then my voice, for the only man standing, I break into a thousand shards, the crazy administratours, the heart of Callas, my voice shakes for you.
Maria, you liked my look this night, my name is Maria. There's nothing more than a diva, call me Maria.