rhyme strombolana for all children of the Italian peninsula for those of Milan, for those of Pavia for those who live on the lake, mountain and in every way ...
Whether arriving by boat, by ferry or hydrofoil already have the surprise from the sea on this large island like a big animal that makes a sleeping despite and on top of the mountain puffing smoke like a roof
Then landed on the beach you look closely and discover its beautiful colors and a thousand flowers yellow rose and deep red and even the caper that is white
And all at the seaside during the day Under the sun and the beach umbrella Then a stroll on the square And an whipped ice cream and lemon
And at sunset in the middle of the pink Strombolicchio rests admired by the beach The fairy castle
Then the evening comes from the path at the bottom of the island and the stars are born in the sky! comfortable in the dark while you enjoy the small pizza the volcano erupts again, and admired the focus of
orange and deep red flare-ups with lapillus all come from the volcano with a crackling noise ... and looking into each others eyes is hand in the hand make a wish ... to climb the volcano