La Canzone Di Marinella

This of Marinella is the true story
that slipped into the river in spring
but the wind that saw her so beautiful
from the river carried her above a star

alone without the memory of a pain
you lived without the dream of a love

but a king without a crown and without an escort
knocked three times a day at her door

white as the moon his hat
like love red his cloak
you followed him without a reason
like a boy follows a kite

and there was the sun and you had beautiful eyes
he kissed your lips and hair
there was the moon and you had tired eyes
he placed his hand on your hips

there were kisses there were smiles
then there were only the daisies
that saw with the eyes of the stars
quiver in the wind and kisses your skin

they say then that as you returned
into the river who knows how you slipped

and he who did not want to believe you dead
knocked a hundred years again at your door

this is your song Marinella
who flew to heaven on a star
and like all the most beautiful things
you lived only one day, like the roses

and like all the most beautiful things
you lived only one day like the roses