ND
Music, guys!
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We said everything about Naples and love, it takes a song even more out of the ordinary.
C
Brother, I'm load like a bomb for Naples, oh my mother, the blood of the south, what the hell, the sun that cooks these pianos guitars mandolins violins bells.
If I'm angry, I take a ride around Naples, these stones were the things that make me grow. Soldiers more in love, a trip through a May evening. Clementino and Desideri on stage, what a mirage! When the Iena sings about the wind, when Nik (sings about ) love and love, people go to the balcony; Naples, brother, is in the heart.
D
You tell me what to say, but tell me what there is to write.
C
If you make love, it is only the truth. It's the last coffee I had, you already know it , mom.
D
We have said everything, about Naples and love, from the stories of lovers, to those who die for love.
F
Boy, listen listen to this song, boy, it is entirely a different kind of music, it is entirely a different kind of metric.
ND
When you're Neapolitan there's nothing to do, if the song is good, it makes you feel good.
Wee listen listen to it, boy, run, run, boy, let your voice go to 11, and bring it on. Wee , listen well boy, the wickedness also takes when you're writing a song.
D
Es deparis tropicao, with marvelous cocoa 1 , this song sounds good in many languages. Es scompariso tropicao 2 mambo sauce and I say hello, just have to rhyme yourself as in three.
ND
Wee listen listen boy, the whole world wants us because we are Neapolitans.
C
When the Iena sings the wind, when Nik (sings about) love, people go out on the balcony; Naples, brother, is inside the heart.
D
You tell me what there is to say, but tell me what there is to write.
C
If you make love, love is only the truth. It's the last coffee I had, you know it already, mom.
S
The ears are tired of bad things, it takes a song even more out of the ordinary.
D
Boy, listen to this song, boy, it's entirely a different kind of music, with the rhythm of the logic.
ND
When you're Neapolitan there's nothing to do, if the song is good, it makes you feel good.
Wee listen listen boy, run, run, boy, let your voice go to 11, and bring it on.
Wee listen well boy, the wickedness also takes, when you are writing a song.
D
Es deparis tropicao, with marvelous cocoa, this song sounds good in many languages. Es scompariso tropicao 2 mambo sauce and I say hello, just have to rhyme yourself as in three.
ND
Wee listen listen boy, the whole world wants us because we are Neapolitans.
C
Yes, listen listen boy, this is Nico Desideri, Salvatore Desideri, Giuliano Desideri, and among many desires there was a need for the genie of the lamp: Clementino White Iena, Campania breaks the levels. Made in Naples.
1. it is a false Brazilian expression 2. as above...