Here where the sea shines and the wind blows strong on an old terrace.

In front of the Gulf of Surriento. A man hugs a girl after she cries.

The he clears his throat and starts to sing again.

I love you very much, oh so very much, you know.

It's now a chain that melts the blood inside our veins, you know.

He saw the lights in the middle of the sea.

He thought of the nights there in America.

But it was only the fishing lights.

In the while wake of a propeller.

He felt the pain in the music, he got up from the piano.

But when he saw the moon come out from behind a cloud, even death seemed sweeter to him. He looked the girl in the eyes, those eyes as green as the sea.

Then suddenly a tear fell, and he thought he was drowning.

I love you very much, oh so very much, you know. It's now a chain that melts the blood inside our veins, you know.

The power of opera where every drama is a fake.

With a little make-up and facial expressions you can become someone else.

But two eyes that look you so close and true. Make you forget the words, they confuse thoughts so everything becomes small, even the nights there in America.

You turn around and see your life.

Like the wake of a propeller

But yes, it's life that ends, but he didn't think much about it, On the contrary, he already felt happy and his song began again.

I love you very much, oh so very much, you know.

It's now a chain that melts the blood inside our veins you know.