We are the Bay of Naples, And the horses in Vesuvian stables, Or the curves in a long cobblestone road. We are the tales and the fables Told by Romans
Dimme, dimme a chi pienze assettata sola sola addereto a sti llastre? 'Nfacci' 'o muro 'e rimpetto stampata veco n'ombra e chest'ombra si' tu! Fresca
