Let’s celebrate the birth of our love
With red wine and spaghetti
You as the tramp
And I, the lady
As we kiss under the Italian moon
The burning violin is singing
So soft that I fall into yr arms again
And the brightness of our kiss is
Compares to a star
Like yr eyes in my dreams
We tango until dawn arrives
Knowing the reality will show
The horror of solitude
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