Margherita
Riccardo Cocciante
Margherita
I can't stand still
With my hands in my hands
So many things I have to do
Before tomorrow comes
And if she's already sleeping
I can't rest
I'll make sure that when she wakes up
She won't be able to forget me anymore
So that this long night
Is not blacker than black
Grow big, sweet Moon
And fill the whole sky
And so that her smile
Can come back again
Shine, Sun tomorrow morning
Like you haven't done yet
And then to make her sing
The songs she has learned
I will build her a silence
That no one has ever heard
I'll wake up all the lovers
I'll talk for hours and hours
Let's hug each other tighter
Because she wants love
Then we run through the streets
And start dancing
Because she wants joy
Because she hates resentment
Then with buckets of paint
Let's color all the walls
Houses, alleys, and buildings
Because she loves colors
Let's gather all the flowers
That Spring can give us
Let's build her a cradle
To love each other when it's evening
Then we climb up to the sky
And get her a star
Because Margherita is good
Because Margherita is beautiful
Because Margherita is sweet
Because Margherita is true
Because Margherita loves
And she does it all night long
Because Margherita is a dream
Because Margherita is salt
Because Margherita is the wind
And she doesn't know she can hurt
Because Margherita is everything
And she is my madness
Margherita, Margherita
Margherita is mine
Margherita is mine