(Ridammi il sole)

A small town Romeo, kicking cans down the street
the coca-cola van broke down in the heat
the girls in colored dresses
they seem to laugh as they run
but you dream of her only sweet caresses
Come back the sun
and we will be like children
come back the sun
make us into children

The black and white of summer and the golden light
the way we touched each other in the stolen night
the voices whisper in the darkness
dusty shoes on your feet tender
and on my way to tomorrow i remember

Come back the sun
and we will be like children
come back the sun
make us into children

So you say that I'm dreaming
beauty is mine
if I'm only dreaming
then it's fine

Come back the sun
and we will be like children
come back the sun
make us into children

Come back the sun
and we will be like children
when I was a kid
I could bring back the sun.