When the sky burns a hazy red,
you have jumped from a lazy bed,
that's the time of day to say, Buona sera.
When get friendly, sweet heart smile,
they all know a little while,
there's such lovely things to hear,
it's Buona sera.
I would meet your love with me,
I would ever want with you to be,
just to hear the way you say, Buona sera.
If you will be late a thousand ways,
I'll be waiting for a thousand days,
for that little sweet word you say, Buona sera.
And I feel all my spirits high,
when the moon is up on the sky,
everybody comes to say, Buona sera.
You can hear as you're driving home,
south of Napoli or north of Rome,
as good evening, as good night, Buona sera.
The day is ending,
the night is near,
I am waiting to hear my dear,
for that special way you say, Buona sera.
When you say it,
my world comes gay,
not good morning and not good day,
not I love you but it comes that way,
Buona sera.
I would meet your love with me,
I would ever want with you to be,
just to hear the way you say, Buona sera.
If you will be late a thousand ways,
I'll be waiting for a thousand days,
for that little sweet word you say,
for me.
If you will be late a thousand ways,
I'll be waiting for a thousand days,
for that little sweet word you say,
Buona sera.
Buona sera.
Buona sera.