Proprio come diceva mia mamma…
I am in the room
waiting for Santa and for Claus.
Suddenly by night they will arrive,
can’t you feel the typical:
“Cling, cling, cling, cling, cling!”.
Presents for the good,
coal for the bad,
proprio come diceva mia mamma.
Christmas with the yours,
Easter what you want,
peace between Blur and Oasis.
Christmas with the yours,
Easter what you want.
Don’t throw atomic bombs,
because it’s Christmas time!
Panettone is on the table,
and everybody’s drinking Moscato.
Go to buy a tree, but not a true tree,
because otherwise it would
die die die die die!
Panettone is on the table,
but it is another one:
infatti è quello senza canditi!
Christmas with the yours,
Easter what you want
Peace between Lino e Cecchetto!
Christmas with the yours,
Easter what you want,
don’t drop atomic bombs
at least at Christmas time.
Oh, it’s Christmas time,
please don’t drop the bomb, don’t drop it!
Proprio come diceva mia mamma.
sai come diceva mia mamma?
Christmas with the yours,
Easter what you want,
peace between Lino e Cecchetto!
Christmas with the yours,
Easter what you want,
livin’ the refreshing world of Christmas.
Monsieur Chirac, garde la bombe chez toi.
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