Текст песни What If We Went To Italy - Mary Chapin Carpenter
                                                What 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                went 
                                                to 
                                                Italy
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                suitcase 
                                                of 
                                                books 
                                                and 
                                                one 
                                                bag 
                                                    a 
                                                piece 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                summer
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                speak 
                                                    a 
                                                word 
                                                of 
                                                Italian
 
                                    
                                
                                                Except 
                                                for 
                                                Campari 
                                                and 
                                                soda 
                                                for 
                                                two, 
                                                how 
                                                much 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                Lire
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                    a 
                                                villa 
                                                will 
                                                do 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                breeze, 
                                                in 
                                                Tuscany 
                                                please
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                spent 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                days, 
                                                improving 
                                                our 
                                                minds, 
                                                learning 
                                                new 
                                                ways 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                lazy
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                be 
                                                too 
                                                much 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                strain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Relax 
                                                after 
                                                breakfast 
                                                till 
                                                lunch 
                                                comes 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                wait 
                                                for 
                                                dinner, 
                                                oh, 
                                                    I 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                lie 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                refuel, 
                                                out 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                pool
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                if 
                                                the 
                                                ancients 
                                                were 
                                                lazy 
                                                like 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                blissed 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                paint, 
                                                to 
                                                sketch 
                                                or 
                                                to 
                                                sculpt
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                as 
                                                relaxed 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                tower 
                                                of 
                                                Pisa
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                ever 
                                                missing 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                Mona 
                                                Lisa
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                never 
                                                got 
                                                back 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                plane
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                summer 
                                                turned 
                                                colder 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                warmer 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Losing 
                                                all 
                                                track 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                passing 
                                                of 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                Till 
                                                it 
                                                no 
                                                longer 
                                                mattered 
                                                how 
                                                long 
                                                we'd 
                                                been 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                if 
                                                we 
                                                went 
                                                to 
                                                Italy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                next 
                                                year, 
                                                just 
                                                you 
                                                and 
                                                me 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                summer
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                still 
                                                can't 
                                                speak 
                                                any 
                                                Italian
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                words 
                                                are 
                                                replaced 
                                                under 
                                                Siennese 
                                                skies
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                nothing 
                                                so 
                                                much 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                nod, 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                sigh, 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                always 
                                                like 
                                                this
 
                                    
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