What a wonderful
Place above the sea
What a wonderful
Clouds are laying on the hills
What a wonderful
Happy we will be
What a wonderful
My dreams, [bad word] in [bad word] 
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And her eyes were brown
His accent was italian
And beneath the cloudless blue sky of Toscana
Is a place, where i can find myself in silence.
Here my story love with Italia

What a wonderful
View of countryside
Green and golden hills
Covered in grapevine
Slowly smacking taste
Of [bad word] 95
Its a perfect time
Its a perfect place

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And her eyes were brown
His accent was italian
And beneath the cloudless blue sky of Toscana
Is a place, where i can find myself in silence.
Here my story love with Italia

Bridge
I open shutters
Look through the window-
The groves of  сypress,
Sunflower meadows.
Its not my home,
But may be will be
Part of my heart
Will always be here