Viva La Mamma

There is a crowd every night
In the cinemas of Bagnoli
A dream that is black and white
It will be in color soon
The summer that passes quickly
The summer that comes back again
The games Set aside
For a new guitar
Long live mom
I'm fond of that slightly long skirt
So elegantly fifties
Always so sincere
Long live mom
Long live women with their feet on the ground
The smiling post-war misses
Combed like her
Angels rock now
You are not a dream - you are real
Long live your mother because
If I tell you about her you're not jealous!
Long live mom
I'm fond of that slightly long skirt
Always busy and always convinced
Sometimes a little severe
Long live mom
Long live the fairytale of the fifties
So distant and yet so modern
It's so magical
Angels rock now
It's not a juke box, it's a real orchestra
Long live your mother because
If I tell you about her you're not jealous!
Bang bang the alarm rings
Bang bang you have to go to school
Bang bang just a moment
To dream again!
Long live mom
I'm fond of that slightly long skirt
So elegantly fifties
Always so sincere
Long live mom
Long live the rules and good manners
The ones I never have
Able to learn
Maybe because of rock
Maybe because of rock, rock
Maybe because of, maybe because of rock!