Bellarosa

These are the days of love
 My beautiful Bella Rosa
 Of a sun filled with warmth
 Caressing us all
 I remember your sweet breath
 And your cinnamon skin
 Diving into the blue pool
 And rising up to drink the air
 These are the days of joy
 Of precious moments
 Of tables piled high
 With bread and watermelon
 Everything your heart desires there at your fingertips
 Swinging as high as the sky
 Singing your lullabies
 Before the rain
 Before the falling sky
 Before the days and nights of tears
 Of sirens and fear
 Before the death of the dreams
 Of our beloved country
 And the cries of the children all over the world
 But I will remember
 This precious day
 Your innocent smile stained a watermelon red
 Your brown arms reaching up to me
 In the light of the sun
 I will remember it
 Bella Rosa