Arrivederci Roma
Nat King Cole
Goodbye Rome
Goodbye Rome, goodbye, goodbye, farewell
I carry the nostalgia of your sky
Of your sweet wine from castles and
Of how the green of the pines smells
Oh, woe is me!
Goodbye Rome, goodbye, goodbye, farewell
They are all memories that kill me
Of that young love
I wanted love and she always said no
I want to walk the same streets
Sigh the same sorrows
Kiss the same lips again
Oh, woe is me!
Maybe one day I'll come back to see you
Fall in love with your fountain again
Fulfill the oath and live forever
By your side
