Domenico Modugno / Mitchell Parish |
Ciao bambino |
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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