Orietta Berti

On Via dei Ciclamini, at number one hundred twenty-three, there are Pace and Panzeri composing for me. When love comes, the bell will ring, but I didn't really understand what I was singing. For my love, I was a blue doll, I have a blue tank left, and I hug thinking I'm with you. Tanks, tanks of every color, they are the drugs that I likeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!