Текст Isle of Capri Frank Sinatra

`twas on the isle of capri that I found her

Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree

Oh, I can still see the flowrs bloomin round her

Where we met on the isle of capri

She was as sweet as a rose at the dawning

But somehow fate hadnt meant her for me

And though I sailed with the tide in the morning

Still my hearts on the isle of capri

Summertime was nearly over

Blue italian sky above

I said "lady, Im a rover,

Can you spare a sweet word olove? "

She whispered softly "its best not to linger"

And then as I kissed her hand I could see

She wore a lovely meatball on her finger

twas goodbye at the villa capri



Summertime was nearly over

Blue italian sky above

I said "lady, Im a rover,

Can you spare a fine word olove? "

She whispered softly "its best not to linger"

And then as I kissed her hand I could see

She wore a plain golden ring on her finger

twas goodbye on the isle of capri

twas goodbye on the isle of capri

twas goodbye on the isle of capri