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What if we went to ItalyA suitcase of books and one bag a piece for the summerI don't speak a word of ItalianExcept for Campari and soda for two, how much is a LireYes, a villa will do and a breeze, in Tuscany pleaseWhat if we spent all of our days, improving our minds, learning new ways to be lazyIt wouldn't be too much of a strainRelax after breakfast till lunch comes aroundCan't wait for dinner, oh, I need to lie downAnd refuel, out by the poolWhat if the ancients were lazy like usToo blissed out to paint, to sketch or to sculptJust as relaxed as the tower of PisaNot ever missing that old Mona LisaWhat if we never got back on the planeAs summer turned colder and then warmer againLosing all track of the passing of yearsTill it no longer mattered how long we'd been hereWhat if we went to ItalyMaybe next year, just you and me for the summerI still can't speak any ItalianBut words are replaced under Siennese skiesBy nothing so much as a nod, and a sigh, and a wish to be always like this Aus Songtexte Mania