Ciribiribin

When the moon hangs low in Napoli
There's a handsome gondolier
Every night he sings so happily
So his lady love can hear
In a manner so bravissimo
He repeats his serenade
And his heart beats so fortissimo
When she raises her Venetian shade...

Ciribiribin, he waits for her each night beneath her balcony
Ciribiribin, he begs to hold her tight, but no, she won't agree...
Ciribiribin, she throws a rose and blows a kiss from up above,
Ciribiribin, Ciribiribin, Ciribiribin, they're so in love!