(L.Lopez/Dossena/C.Vistarini/G.Faggetter)
Your face? pale, like six months ago,
but it's always you.
Your dress is identical,
but it's too tight, now
you have a new life in your body
Oh Mary, oh Mary
the first time I met you here
you were cold, hair blowing in the wind,
I felt happy.
Oh Mary, do you remember more?
with all the water that was coming down?
with bare feet, shoes in hand
in a loud voice we spoke
and I caught myself saying to you: "I love you".
Oh Mary , oh Mary
what a great day? was that there:
wet streets, the two of us alone
hot with rain and sweat
we loved each other without making any noise.
One day then, I left
br/>It's not your fault
Why? I don't know

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