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Tarantella Italiana

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𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 π‘°π’•π’‚π’π’Šπ’‚π’π’‚ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Lyrics Β© 2026 Maris S. A Trattoria in Napoli That's where I met sweet Rosali Her hair was dark, her eyes ablaze I burned an' froze in siren's gaze She pours me out a glass so small Scusi, this won't do at all A proper drink's a whiskey neat Not sippin' wine out on the street She whispers: Tu sei speciale I don't understand at all My heart's both poundin' loud an' fast The sweat runs down, I'm lost at last She shows me pasta, no meat in sight But I'm not hungry, just thirsty tonight One nervous glance into her eyes An' there goes sense β€” away it flies Amore, Amore β€” my mind's gone blank A taste of her lips, an' I can't even think Presto, Presto β€” fill up my glass I need some courage, an' I need it fast Tarantella Italiana Tarantella Italiana The music's fast, the townsfolk soar The night turns into somethin' more My head's spun round, my senses gone We dance like mad 'til break o' dawn An' when the mornin' sun does rise Two souls are joined before our eyes Chianti, whiskey β€” who can tell Love's cast its own unbreakable spell My island calls, me own green shore But here I have found so much more Dolce vita, no divide Two hearts now beatin' side by side Amore, Amore β€” my mind's gone blank A taste of her lips, an' I can't even think Presto, Presto β€” never let go Per sempre insieme, nostro destino Tarantella Italiana Tarantella Italiana Tarantella Italiana A distant land, a lover's kiss Forever bound in perfect bliss Amore Amore Tarantella Italiana Tarantella Italiana