On the melody of "Champs d'Elysee":
There is a place in Italy
Infected by the IYC
On the monte Belvedere Pianotti
The art of contact you and me
Benvenuti everybody
here you will see
IYC Italy, accompagnare
We like the camp already, molto mangiare
We trade computer, internet, station car and waterbed
For oil lamps, tents and sleeping bag, wooden toilet
IYC Italy, acomagnare
We like the camp already, molto mangiare!
The Helmer poem (of Valentine's Day)
Forever together baby, you and me.
In the wooden toilet, tonight, you will see.
The campfire is too obvious, I think
In the dark, with a smell is a better link.
For us pasta will be a good start,
The sit will be longer and also the fart.
I write my love down, 'cause I don't dare to shout.
What has to go in, has to come out.
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