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Rome, where are you? You were with me Today you're a prison, I'm a prisoner Rome, ancient city Now old reality You don't notice me And you don't know How much I pity you But the sky's raining down on the city You, with your heart in the mud Gold and silver, and tea houses City without any more bells Then, "dolce vita" going Along the merry "Lungotevere" Viola concerts and frivolousness Your smell of Roman holidays ~ ~ ~ Beautiful Rome, you, your Muses Shiny asphalt, "Arrivederci Roma" A little coin and there you go Some come back and some go away You do your part But you don't know How much pain you give me A vain Greta Garbo with your heart in the mud Gold and silver, and tea houses City without any more bells Then dolce vita going Upon the terraces of the Avenue "Merry Widow", maîtresse of the cafes Your smell of Roman holidays