Lucciola...

Down by the quayside -
Everything tastes salty
Salty hair
Salty skin
Salty wind

Lucciola, Lucciola
Somebody's calling me on the wind
Lucciola, Lucciola, Lucciola
He's calling me on the wind

The streets -
It's hard to breath in this heat
Bare - shouldered - hazy view
Here you can cheat only once

Lucciola, Lucciola
Somebody's calling me on the wind
Lucciola, Lucciola, Lucciola
He's calling me on the wind

They say I'm crasy -
It's the wind that's crasy
Salty is our love - love me
Your love's the only love

Lucciola, Lucciola
Somebody's calling me on the wind
Lucciola, Lucciola, Lucciola
He's calling me on the wind