What is love
Ask the wind that whips its
Lament on the gravel
From the sunset avenue to the frozen hammock
That has lost its gazebo
Yells at the season
Gone to the shade
Of the street lamp San Soucì
What made love
Ask the cloakroom at the door
Nera and her novel rose
That browses incessantly
To the reverent greeting
Of the swinging Peruvian
That bows his head to the shine
Of the seventh Polàr
Ah, allow me young lady
I am the king of the cellar
I swing all crocco under the lights
Of the arch of San Rocco
But you are happy to lean on it
Until the livid dawn of mist
That dries us and consumes us
What makes love
It's a stone in the shoe
That stings the slow pace of a bolero
With the 'foreign Amazon
Pretend to hold
A foreign knight
It's the ritual of every evening
Lost in the heat of the polka dots of San Soucì
What is love?
It's the Ramona who enters the field
And like a big shot, she moves you and shakes you
She has high heels and her ass low
The belly is bare and she wriggles
She shakes her head like a maniac
With the support of her trusted friend
Ouch, allow me miss
I am the king of cellar
Vampire in the vineyard
Subtractor in the kitchen
I am a monarch and I am a bohemian
If this is poverty
I will dive in
With dignity   da rey
What is love
It's an address on the dresser
Of a place overseas
That is far away only before arrive
Game is gone
And I find myself pushed back
Unwillingly into the ancient group
Here damned among the underworld of the bars
What made love
It's what remains
To be divided and argued in the sieve
Of the penultimate hour
Some Estèr from Ravarino
I take the liberty of saving it from its fate
From the frozen caravan
Of the heated immigrants of the San Soucì gang
Ouch, allow me miss
I am the king of the cellar
Vampire in the vineyard
Subtractor in the kitchen< br/>I am a monarch, I am a bohemian
If this is poverty
I will dive in
With dignity as a rey
Ouch, allow me miss
I am the king of the cellar
Turning all crocco
Under the lights of the arch of San Rocco
I am a monarch, I am a bohemian
If this is poverty
I dive in
With dignity by rey

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