I cant stay still
with hand into hand
I should do so many things
before tomorrow comes
and if she is already asleep
I cant rest
I think of the way when she wakes up
she doesnt forget me ever
because this long night
isnt black more than black
become big, sweet moon
refills the whole sky
and because her smile
could be back again
shine tomorrow Sun
like you never did before
and to make them sing later
[b]the songs you've learnt[b]
i will make a silence
that no one ever felt
i will wake up all lovers
I will talk from hours and hours
we will hug stronger
because she wants the love
then we'll run through the streets
and we'll start to dance
because she wants the joy
because she hates the resentment
then with buckets of paint
we paint all the walls
houses, alleys and palaces
because she likes the colours
we'll pick all the flowers
that could give the spring
we make a credle
to love each other at the night
and then we come to the sky
and take a star
because Margherita is good
because Margherita is beatuful
because Margherita is sweet
Because Margherita is real
because Margerita loves
and the whole night does it
Becuase Margherita is a dream
because Margherita is salt
because Margherita is wind
and doesnt know that can make me feel bad
because Margherita is everything
and she is my insanity
Margherita, Margherita
Margherita is mine now
Margherita is mine