But where do we go that there is crazy traffic
if you are in costume on hot sand barefoot
the usual old women curse the boys
that with the ball to play find no spaces.
The umbrellas below us are condominiums.
We find absurd relationships with new cousins.
Have lunch and dinner with a macaroni pizza.
Legends tell that after you bathe you die.
There is the street vendor with my CDs
and those who speak ill of it then spend the summer here.
It is so strange that tourism does not explode
when in other places also a ferry
on the pond it is fashionable.
I look at the stars in the sky and if anyone shines
I will think that even in heaven she managed to put a signature.
True, we are not perfect, we have thousands of flaws,
colonized but crisciut ca 'cazzimm.
I'd like to wake up early in the morning,
run together and don't feel tired.
Free and carefree as before,
time flies in these blank nights.
I'm fine, I'm fine like this.
How many flaws you have, my land.
I'm fine.
I'm fine, I'm fine like this.
Let me dance until dawn, take me to Catania
or take me to Palermo, let's go to Ballarò.
I like Lecce, fore de capu le dance hall.
In Bari, those who do not enjoy themselves are nu trmon
Reggio Calabria, the seafront overlooks the strait.
People are positive and bring the sea inside.
So beautiful this Italy, I wouldn't change it at all.
You notice it when you look into people's eyes.
I love Cilento and then in summer we go to Palinuro,
wild life as in August in Sardinia.
But we would also have fun in Varcaturo
because the place doesn't matter but a worthy party.
In Pescara arrostici and party,
Rimini and Riccione without ever falling asleep.
Between the neighborhood junctions and the provincial legends.
We grow where a dream ends as soon as it begins.
I'd like to wake up early in the morning,
run together and don't feel tired.
Free and carefree as before,
time flies in these blank nights.
I'm fine, I'm fine like this.
How many flaws you have, my land.
I'm fine.
I'm fine, I'm fine like this.
I'm fine, I'm fine.
But I'm good cheer, I'm good cheer.
I am enchanted to look at ’‘ o ciel and m to defend mij.
If you don't leave us, you can never really understand
who we are, without judging.
Stories of summer, of distant boats,
of ancient alleys that lead to the sea.
I would like to wake up early in the morning.
Free and carefree as before.
I'm fine, I'm fine like this.
I'm fine, I'm fine like this.