[Verse] Sun’s dripping gold like olive oil Laughter echoes in the stonework soil Anna pours wine It’s ruby and deep Milena’s dancing Bare feet skip and leap
[Chorus] Ferragosto alive Under skies so wide Pass the bread Pass the fire Let the joy collide Maurizio strums as the stars take their post This castle hums with a Ferragosto toast
[Verse 2] The figs are sweet Their juice runs wild Stories spin like yarns from a child Anna hums an old refrain Maurizio joins They sing through the grain
[Prechorus] Lanterns swinging in the breeze Whispers weave between the trees
[Chorus] Ferragosto alive Under skies so wide Pass the bread Pass the fire Let the joy collide Maurizio strums as the stars take their post This castle hums with a Ferragosto toast
[Bridge] Milena says “Why does time always flee?” Anna laughs “We trap it in memory” Maurizio strums The notes rise and fall Tonight we’re kings and queens of this hall
A zene stílusa
folk acoustic with tambourine and accordion flourishes, italian-inspired, lively