La Mia Isola - Marzia Gaggioli - Video

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Song composed, arranged and sung by Marzia Gaggioli ©2011.
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Lyrics (Translation):
My Dear I see you are too pale
You need to come to the beach, come on!
I'll take you to sunbathe with me
You will be like Naomi Campbell!
You will be so tanned that you will disappear into the night
And I will waste hours to find you!
I will be so proud to see the contrast
Between your dark skin and your white dress

Under this sun you know, I can't stay
Without the parasol, come on!
I will roast myself!
This free beach is like a desert
Colored curtains and
Palm trees in the wind.
I seem to see a camel
coming towards me swaying,
Then he asks me "what time is it?"
I'm delirious! It's too hot here for me
I'm fainting!

We are the Blackfeet tribe
We walk on the paths to the Oasis over there,
We sit there at the bar and I have a nice coffee
While I'm looking at you drinking a tea.
You don't want to give up your natural pale skin
And you make me understand that you want to leave
I love you so much that I give up being by the sea
I get on my motorbike and take you home.

Under this sun you know, I can't stay
Without the parasol, come on! I will roast myself!
This free beach is like a desert
Colored curtains and
Palm trees in the wind.
I already seem to see a camel.
I dream of my island
Which is a room
And that clear sea water
In the bath tub
Where the sun knocks to come in
But behind my blue curtain
I leave him alone.