Ingrid Bergman Paroles

Ingrid bergman, youre so perty,

Youd make any mountain quiver

Youd make fire fly from the crater,

Ingrid bergman



This old mountain its been waiting

All its life for you to work it

For your hand to touch its hardrock,

Ingrid bergman, ingrid bergman
I will flash the world your story,

I will pay you more than money, ingrid bergman



Not by pennies dimes nor quarters,

But with happy sons and daughters,

And theyll sing around stromboli,

Ingrid bergman