It's the boats that I miss, the ones that conquer
Resisting tirelessly to the attacks of pirates
Even those slightly smaller vessels
That skirted your kidneys
But how foolish we are
When arms become oars
It's the boats that I miss, the ones with which
Men turn the ocean to discover its deepest mystery
And brake because there's a bump and then the world ends

Please let's go to Peschiera del Garda
To take a bath
I don't want to flood your attic
To take a bath
Please let's go to Peschiera

It's the boats that we miss and they tell us nothing
Floating inexorably will make us feel alone
The distance that migratory birds travel

Please let's go to Peschiera del Garda
To take a bath
I don't want to flood your attic
To take a bath
Please let's go to Peschiera

CONSULTER LES PAROLES ORIGINALES