Acapulco

Acapulco, lying together under the sun
While Christmas is coming in Italy
So much sun
Acapulco and then the tropical night
Your heart is taken by a fatal love
Just this sea
And an ocean of happiness
While another plane is leaving
Take a handkerchief and let's say goodbye
They are returning to reality
While we are still here
Not thinking about when it will end

Acapulco, tomorrow a whole new life
With the problems I want to end it
New, sweet life
This is a wave of happiness
While our plane is leaving
Take a handkerchief and let's say goodbye
We are returning to reality
To dive into civilization
All in line inside the city

Acapulco, flipping through a magazine in flight
It says: Come, come to Acapulco
Almost, almost landing
Acapulco, lying down again under the sun
While Christmas has already passed in Italy
Sorry, with much love