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I have melancholy somewhere in my heart
Mixture of barbarian blood and Italian wine
A wedding in the countryside, pulled by two horses
A path in the mountain to draw water
I have deep in my memory lights of yesteryear
That a very old woman in black illuminated for me
A house made of stones that the sea has eaten away
Below a cemetery where the crosses are leaning
I come from the south
And by all paths
I'll come back
Some evenings I have something in my voice that screams
Mixture of a barbaric song and an Italian sky
Monumental angers that the winds blew me
Endless speeches after lunch
I come from the south
And by all paths
I'll come back
I have melancholy somewhere in my heart
The desire to reset the clocks of my life
A path in the mountain when I need water
A garden in the countryside for my days off
A house made of stones that the sea has eaten away
Above a cemetery where my father lies
I come from the south
And by all paths
I'll come back
And by all paths
I'll come back
