Che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole,. n'aria serena doppo na tempesta!. Pe' ll'aria fresca pare gi na festa. Che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole. Ma n'atu sole. cchi bello, oje ne'. O sole mio. sta
I don't have to say a word to you. You seem to know whatever mood. I'm going through. Feels as though, I've known you forever You, can look into my eyes. And see the way I feel and how. The world
