I still have a few pictures from last year's vacation. It was summer in Italy, only sun and Felicitas. Small alleys, white houses, mandolins in the night. The pure joy of life set off a firework. Cappuccino Italiano, hot nights full of music. And I still hear your Tiamo, come and dance with me into the glow. Cappuccino Italiano, Roma you are beautiful. Blue sea and white beach, you, I have to see you again. On the ground at the market place, three coins in the hand. And the smile in your eyes, it burned into my heart. But time went by on the plane, fourteen days were over. Ciao ciao, arrivederci, I still think of you and us two. Cappuccino Italiano, hot nights full of music. And I still hear your Tiamo, come and dance with me into the glow. Cappuccino Italiano, Roma you are beautiful. Blue sea and white beach, you, I have to see you again. Cappuccino Italiano, Roma you are beautiful. Blue sea and white beach, you, I have to see you again.