i Diavoli volanti

Guardo gli asini che volano nel ciel
Ma le papere sulle nuvole si divertono a fare i cigni nel ruscel
bianco come inchiostro

Vanno i treni sopra il mare tutto blu
E le gondole bianche sbocciano nel crepuscolo sulle canne di bambù
Du, du, du, du, du

Queste strane cose vedo e altro ancor
quando ticchete ticche,ticchete ticche
ticchete sento che è guarito il cuor dall’estasi d’amor

Addio, addio, addio, addio

Shine on, shine on harvest moon,
Up in the sky,

I ain’t had no loving,
Since January, April, June or July

Snow time, pay no time to stay,
Outdoors and swoon.

Shine on, shine on harvest moon,
For me and my girl.

Inno dei Figli del Deserto

we are the sons of the desert,
having the time of our lives,
marching along,
two thousand strong,
far from our sweethearts and wives,
god bless them tramp, tramp,
god bless them tramp, tramp,
tramp the boys are marching
and dancing to this melody….
uhm, uhm, uhm, uhm, uhm,
uhm, uhm, uhm, uhm, uhm, uhm, uhm,
sons of the desert are we!

Honolulu baby

while down on a south sea island,
underneath the beauty of the stars,
i strayed upon some maidens,
who were strumming on their guitars.
a hula maid was dancing,
and she knew i’d found my paradise.
so this is what i told her,
as i gazed into her eyes….

chorus
honolulu baby,
where’d you get those eyes?
and that dark complexion,
i just idolize?
honolulu baby,
where did you get that style?
and the pretty red lips,
and that sunny smile?

when you start to dance,
your hula hips entrance,
when you shake it up and down.
you shake a little here,
you shake a little there,
well you got the boys going to town…

honolulu baby,
sure know your stuff,
honolulu baby,
gonna call your bluff.

Frà Diavolo

Quell’uom dal fiero aspetto
guardate sul cammino
lo stocco ed il moschetto
ha sempre a lui vicino.

Guardate un fiocco rosso
ei porta sul cappello
e di velluto indosso
ricchissimo ha il mantel.
Tremate!

Fin dal sentiero del tuono
dall’eco viene il suono
“Diavolo, Diavolo, Diavolo.”
Tremate!

Fin dal sentiero del tuono
dall’eco viene il suono
“Diavolo, Diavolo, Diavolo.”

On younder rock reclining,
That fierce and swarthy form behold
Fast his hands his carbine hold,
‘t is his best friend of old

This way his steps inclining,
His scarlet plume waves ov’r his brow,
And his velvet cloak hangs low
Playing in careless flow

Tremble, e’en ehile the storm is beating
Afar hear echo repeating,
Diavolo , Diavolo , Diavolo

Let me call you sweetheart

Let me call you sweetheart
I’m in love with you

Let me call you sweetheart
I’m in love with you

Keep the love light burning
In your eyes so blue

Let me call you sweetheart
I’m in love with you

You are the Ideal of my dreams

At last I meet you face to face
The ideal of my dreams
I’ve waited to behold you dear
For years and years it seems

And now you’ve come to live to breathe
From out the mystic night
My burning heart , my very soul
Cries out in all it’s mind

I love you, I love you, I love you
You are the ideal of my dreams
I always knew, t’would be sometimes like you
I’ve loved you forever it seems

For years in my mind’s fondest fancy
A picture of your face I drew
And I knew you somehow
When I met you just know

You are the ideal of my dreams
Somehow I feel you come
Your funnies like the mist
Before I hold you in my arms

Before your lips I’ve kissed
But now you speak you really live
One blood through you vains flows
Come nestle to my throbbing breast

I want the world to know
I love you , I love you , I love you
You are the ideal of my dreams
I always knew , t’would be someone like you

I’ve loved you forever it seems
For years in my mind’s fondest fancy
A picture of your face I drew
And I knew you somehow
When I met you just know
You are the ideal of my dreams ideal of my dreams