EVERYONE TO THE
SEA
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- Everyone to the sea, everyone to the sea
- Mommy is calling the
kids so that I can play
- with them by the sea, but I get away.
- And from time to time I notice Daddy looking closely
- at the
women at the sea, all naked, all at the sea.
-
- Mommy
doesn't want to buy me a coconut
- and she takes me to wet my head
with sea water,
- because the sun is beginning to burn.
-
- Then she takes out the sandwiches with oil and salt
- and the
dog's pee pee ... woh, woh, woh!
- Throw him, throw him in the sea,
- and I am sitting on the lap of my
- strongest uncle,
- the
one who at Forte dei Marmi
- won a skeet shooting contest
- and a
ballroom dancing contest
- and who today has come with us here at the
sea,
- but there is also the aunt who looks on
- while we dive
into the sea
- because she says that today she can't go swimming,
- and that she has the lethal rhyme in her head
- of Italian songs
- that were all written on the shore of the sea.
-
- Everyone to the sea, everyone to the sea,
- Everyone to the sea,
everyone to the sea,
- to drown ourselves in the sea;
- Everyone
to the sea, everyone to the sea,
- Everyone to the sea, everyone to
the sea,
- to drown with our relatives in the sea ...
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