Frutta malinconia
Francesco Gabbani
Melancholic Fruit
Tonight
Fresh seasonal fruit
In the sunflower fields
I'll take you dancing with me
But tonight (yeah)
The season of love
Is just a hallucination
I love you so much, you know
Under the umbrella
We are small and lost, like this
A sea of doubts in a sky of yes
But all superstars in the center of the movie
How I miss you when you're here
My soul
Take me away
Above a memory of healthy madness
Melancholy
My therapy
Dive in, love, into our sea
I want to drown in memories
If there's a bit of yesterday in tomorrow, you know today
Tonight
Fresh seasonal fruit
Hikikomori this love
More cream after the sun, what a hit, ah-ah
Beautiful hair, yes
A twist step and I have a dream
Travolta's shoes at the festival, Grease
How I get excited when you're here
My soul
Take me away
Above a memory of healthy madness
Melancholy
My therapy
Dive in, love, into our sea
I want to drown in memories
If there's a bit of yesterday in tomorrow, you know today
In the country with the sun (ole-ole-ole)
At the foot of Riccione (one-one-one)
There's a people dressed like Fonzie
They lick their fingers, despite the effort
Covered in diamonds on flying donkeys
Happy and delirious, forward, forward, forward
Backward, backward, backward
Forward, up and down, here, there, right, left (enough!)
My soul, take me away
Above a memory of healthy madness
Melancholy, my therapy
Dive in, love, into our sea
I want to drown in memories
If there's a bit of yesterday in tomorrow, you know today
