The sunshine of mine
O sole mio
Che bella cosa na jurnata’ e'sole
n'aria serena doppo na tempesta
pe'll'aria fresca pare gia' na festa
che bella cosa na jurnata'e sole.
Ma n'atu sole cchiu' bello, oi ne'
'o sole mio sta nfronte a te!
'o sole o sole mio
sta nfronte a te ... sta nfronte a te.
Luceno'e llastre d'a fenesta toia;
'na lavannara canta e se ne vanta
e pe'tramente torce, spanne e canta
luceno'e llastre d'a fenesta toia.
Ma n'atu sole cchiu' bello, oi ne'
'o sole mio sta nfronte a te!
'o sole o sole mio
sta nfronte a te ... sta nfronte a te.
Quanno fa notte e'sole se ne scenne
me vene quase'na malincunia;
soto a fenesta toi restarria
quando fa notte e'o sole se ne scenne.
Ma n'atu sole cchiu' bello, oi ne'
'o sole mio sta nfronte a te!
'o sole o sole mio
sta nfronte a te ... sta nfronte a te.
The sunshine of mine
What a nice thing is a day of sunshine
after the tempest a wind renewing
with this fresh breeze a fiesta’s brewing
What a nice thing is a day of sunshine
But no other sunshine surely has such grace
the sunshine of mine is your bright face
my sunshine oh sunshine of mine
it is your face ... it is your face
There is light coming out of your window
a laundress singing and she is bragging
together wringing, spreading and singing
There is light coming out of your window
But no other sunshine surely has such grace
the sunshine of mine is your bright face
my sunshine oh sunshine of mine
it is your face ... it is your face
When night is falling and the sun is setting
it fells upon me a sorrow nesting
under your window I will be resting
When night is falling and the sun is setting
But no other sunshine surely has such grace
the sunshine of mine is your bright face
my sunshine oh sunshine of mine
it is your face ... it is your face
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