Mamarà

Mamara, I love it,
feeling you like this.
Mamara, I love it,
talking to you, thinking of you here.
Mamara, singing, I can explain,
you know,
what I’ve never told you.
And to do that, I choose this music
because
it feels full of joy
like you.
Even if life
sometimes betrayed you,
I just want to see you smile.
I just want to see you like this.
I just want to see you smile, like this.
But Mamara, you’re with me, you’re with me.
But Mamara, I love you, I love you.
If there’s a memory inside me
that will never fade away,
it’s a beautiful time when you were at the center.
Mamara, I love it,
feeling you like this.
Mamara, what a great woman you are,
I’ve realized it, you know,
in these years of mine.
It hasn’t always been easy
for me,
but no one knew it better than you.
And if what hurt me
hurt you too,
I think of you in a field of strawberries.
I think of you happy like this,
dancing lightly, beautifully like this.
But Mamara, you’re with me, you’re with me.
But Mamara, I love you, I love you.
If there’s a memory inside me
that will never fade away,
it’s a beautiful time when once upon a time,
you were there.
Mamara, oooh yeah,
Mamara, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mamara, what a great woman you are,
I’ve realized it, you know,
in these years of mine.