55 0 sole mio! Poem by G. Capurro. Baglish version by Henry 6.Chapman: Andantino. My Sunshine. Bi Cap af P 4.che bel fa eo = sa 1 On! whats so fine, dear, ‘na iur na soley nlasria se - rorna dop> -po na tem. As a day of sun ~ shine®@_The sky is clearst last, The rain and = — pe- -stal__ Pe Wa-ria fre - sea pare gia ‘ua fe - sta, storm are past,—Thro!air__so cool, so Uright, Comes the fes-tal sun - light. a, ast ee-scor5 = Che Wel - la ont what’ so © sta Lin wafrou-tea your dear so Ie ‘sun - shine? co - Ja ‘aa iur-na - fine, dear, As a day tae of 50 - le__“eehi sun - light Far ji bel-loohi - nd 0 so-le mi - 0 sta nfrontea ove-lier ties Oh my own sun - shinel_In your doar so-le mi - 0. my own sun — shine,— ep 1 eyes! t—__— eyes, in fron - tea jour dear i ee-scor0 Sole mio! Cite bella cose ‘na famata'e sole, [Niaria serena doppo ‘na tempestal Pe’ IVaviafreseu pare gina festa. Che bella cosa ‘na furnata'e sole. Ma natu sole obi bello, ohing, [0 sole mio ‘Sta nffonte « tel Litceno este "a fenesta toa: “pa Invannara canta e ge ne vants, E pe’ tramente tore, spanne e canta, Litceno ‘elated "a fenesta toi Ma watu sole, ece Quanno fa notte © 'o sole se ne seenne, ‘Mme vene quase ‘na malincunias Sotto "a fenesta toa restarria, ‘Quanno fa notte e "a sole se ne seenne. Ma rata sole Cebit bello, hing, I'9 sole mio ‘Sta nffonte a te! a My Sunshine ‘Out what's 2 fine, dear, a « day of sunshine? ‘The sky is lear at last, the rain and storm are past, “Through airsocoo, so bright comes the fetal sunlight. (Oh! what's so fine, dear, asa day of sunshine? Another sunlight Far lovlie lies, |:Oh! my own sunshine, Tn your dear eyes. ‘The sunlight ashes from your windowsashes, And asher clothes she ering, the washerwoman sings! She works with happy snileand sings forall the while ‘The sunlight ashes from your windowstshes. ‘Another sunlight, ete. ‘When day is ending and the sun's descending, A tender snes pervades my gladness; Tong to linger undemesth your window, When day is ending and the sun's descending. For another sunlight Far lovelier les, Oh! my own sunshine, In your dear eyes. free-scor: