| You who do not fear now, ignore the song
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| That bewitching chorus that bursts into the mind
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| And however much you wind your arms
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| You won't be able to do anything now
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| But if you relax and let go of your face
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| To a very long sleep
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| Oh my Pizzomunno
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| You look at that mocking wave that sinks
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| Your helpless love
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| I will stay with you for the faithful life
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| And if they were just a few more hundred years
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| So I would sweeten the deceptions
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| Of your sirens
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| Cristalda was beautiful
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| And he could see her from a distance
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| Still like this with the hand outstretched
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| And maybe a tear dropped in the wind
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| It was only a moment then he disappeared offshore
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| And she at home singing
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| Not even the suspicion that meanwhile from below
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| Their revenge and their lament
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| Why poor thing
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| They already had in their hearts
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| The tense muscles of the handsome fisherman
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| And yet another refusal
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| One day he was punished
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| But I will wait for you, I will wait for you
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| Even if it were for a hundred years, I will wait
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| Even if it were for a hundred years
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| And then they went up from the sea together
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| At the beaches of Vieste, evil sirens
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| Someone saw them carry them to the bottom
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| Cristalda in chains
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| And when the screams reached the sky
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| He really went crazy
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| Trying to save her because she was no longer there
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| And that blinding anger stopped him forever
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| And so people have admired it ever since
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| Giant of white limestone
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| Which is still waiting
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| His love of him kidnapped
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| And never came back
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| But I will wait for you
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| Even if it were for a hundred years, I will wait
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| Even if it were for a hundred years, I will wait
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| Even if it were for a hundred years
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| I'll wait for you
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| Even if it were for a hundred years
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| They say that now
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| And don't be a legend
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| In an August dawn
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| The beautiful Cristalda
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| Come back from the wave
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| To live again
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| A wonderful story |