One Fine Day

One fine day, you'll find me

A thread of smoke arising

On the sea in the far horizon

And then the ship appearing



Then the trim white vessel

Glides into the harbour

Thunders forth her cannon

See you, now he is coming



I do not go to meet him

Not I

I stay upon the brow of the hill

And wait there

And wait for a long time



From out the crowded city

There is coming

A man in the distance

Climbing the hill



Chi sara, chi sara

E come sara giunto

Che dira, che dira

He will call 'Butterfly' from the distance

I, without answering hold myself concealed

A bit to tease him



One fine day, you'll find me (oh...)

A thread of smoke arising

On the sea in the far horizon

And then the ship appearing



This will all come to pass as I tell you

Banish your idle fears

For he will return

I know...



[Music]



I know he will return