Domenica Bestiale

Sunday I will take you to the lake
You'll see it will be sweeter to say I love you
We'll take a boat ride
We can even fish
And pretend to be at sea
If you knew, my love, how much I like
To leave when Milan is still asleep
To see it doze off
And realize how beautiful it is
Before it starts running and screaming
What a wild Sunday
The Sunday with you
Sometimes I eat a flower
I confuse it with your love
How beautiful nature is and how
Beautiful your heart
What a wonder to be under the sun
Feeling like a child on an outing
Wanting to play
How beautiful your compliments are
It's strange, I no longer feel like fishing
My love, what a frightful hunger
This unnatural air must be
It's nice to talk about love
Between a fried dish and a salad
And tell you how lucky I am to have met you
What a wild Sunday
The Sunday with you
Sometimes I eat a flower
I confuse it with your love
How beautiful nature is and how
Beautiful your heart
(sax)
What a wild Sunday
The Sunday with you
Sometimes I eat a flower
I confuse it with your love
How beautiful nature is and how
Beautiful your heart
(vocalizing)