Tschau Tschau Bambina . . . ! (Ciao ciao, bambina . . .!) - Caterina Valente

Mille violini suonati dal vento,

tutti i colori dell\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'arcobaleno

voglion fermare una pioggia d\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'argento…

ma piove, piove… sul nostro amor…

Ciao… ciao… bambina

un bacio ancora

e poi per sempre ti perderò.

Come una fiaba

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sul tuo viso

è pioggia o pianto,

dimmi cos\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'è.

Vorrei trovare

parole nuove,

ma piove piove,

sul nostro amor!

Ciao… ciao bambina

Ti voglio un bene da morire

Ciao… ciao… bambina,

non ti voltare,

non posso dirti

rimani ancor.

Vorrei trovare

parole nuove,

ma piove piove…

sul nostro amor.

Mille violons joués par le vent,

toutes les couleurs de \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\\\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\\\\\\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'arc en ciel

voulez arrêter une pluie de \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\\\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'argent…

mais il pleut, il pleut... sur notre amour...

Bonjour bonjour bébé

un autre baiser

et puis pour toujours je te perdrai.

Comme un conte de fées

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alors il y a \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\\\\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'c'est plus.

Donc \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\\\\\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ' tremble

sur ton visage

est-ce la pluie ou les larmes,

dis-moi donc \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ \\\\\ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'est.

je voudrais trouver

nouveaux mots,

mais il pleut il pleut,

sur notre amour !

Bonjour bonjour bébé

Je t'aime à mourir

Bonjour Bonjour bébé,

ne te retourne pas,

je ne peux pas te le dire

reste immobile.

je voudrais trouver

nouveaux mots,

mais il pleut il pleut...

sur notre amour.