Tschau Tschau Bambina . . . ! (Ciao ciao, bambina . . .!) - Caterina Valente

Mille violini suonati dal vento,

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ma piove, piove… sul nostro amor…

Ciao… ciao… bambina

un bacio ancora

e poi per sempre ti perderò.

Come una fiaba

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sul tuo viso

è pioggia o pianto,

dimmi cos\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'è.

Vorrei trovare

parole nuove,

ma piove piove,

sul nostro amor!

Ciao… ciao bambina

Ti voglio un bene da morire

Ciao… ciao… bambina,

non ti voltare,

non posso dirti

rimani ancor.

Vorrei trovare

parole nuove,

ma piove piove…

sul nostro amor.