Intro Julian Perretta. Papa, papa, pa, pa-rum. Papa, pa, rum, pum-pum. Papa, papa, pa, pa-rum. Papa, pa, rum, pum-pum. Verse 1 Julian Perretta. Still don't know why I did that to you. I know now that
(A wish that Malena had wings). Malena for hours would run in the meadow well Malena would go to play every day. She chased butterflies and she'd say with the smile. If I had wings I could fly
