The tower's blue and the sky is black
This European air, I swear it does
Randomly I'm grateful for
I think you remind me of the night
I think of Italy, champagne
Should've meant it when I said
Now I'm more than my head
I'm glad you take me as I am
Whatever shape with woman, man
Black or blue, a filthy cheat I am
And you still come to see the band
Never lonely in holy matrimony
So dazzling dark because of its bright
And truth is good and God is light
In which the darkness depends on
I think you remind me of the night
I think of Italy, champagne