Non È La Rai

But how it's beautiful here, but how it's great here
We like it too, but
It's not RAI
The sky is always blue, it almost never rains
The sea is calm, but
It's not RAI

The spotlights here are not lights, but
Pots of fireflies
And when it snows, it's meringues that
They make crumbs of love

Stains of primroses, violets and violets
On our laws, but
It's not RAI
Magic autumn, not at all historical
Hugs and kisses, but
It's not RAI

Four seasons that last the time of
Have a soft drink
On a photograph I want to take you but
Without flash film

Here you can get on
And get closer to the blue into a cable car
And then dive down into this sea that
Like in America, splashes

But how beautiful it's here, but how great it's here
We like it too, but
It's not RAI

(Well, well, now let's not exaggerate, eh)

Come on to sing with us
With how much voice you can, the title you know
It's not RAI!

RAI!