Ciao bambino

Domenico Modugno /Mitchell Parish

Violins played by the wind are crying
Softly the silvery rain is sighing
Slowly the flame of our love is dying
It rains on our love and we must part.

Ciao, ciao, bambina, the rain is fulling
Once more kiss you and then goodbye.

Our love was just like ufairy story.
But all it's glorz must passus by.
Are mindrops trembling upon your face dear
Or are they teandrops for the love we knew?

Ciao, ciao, bambina, my heart is calling
While rain is falling I cry with you
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