ONE FINE DAY (Un Bel Di Vedremo) 

Weeping And why And why 
Ah 'tis faith you are lacking hear me 
One fine day we'll notice 
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 [bad word] 
I do not go to meet him not I 
I stay upon the brow of the hillock 
And wait there 
And wait for a long time 
But never weary of the long waiting 
From out the crowded city 
There [bad word] a man 
little speck in the distance 
Climbing the hillock 
Can you guess who it is 
And when he's reached the summit 
Can you guess what he'll say 
He will call Butterfly from the distance 
I without answering 
Hold myself quietly concealed 
bit to tease him and a bit 
So as not to die at our first meeting 
And then a little troubled 
He will call he will call 
Dear baby wife of mine 
Dear little orange blossom 
The names he used to call me when he came here 
This will [bad word] to pass as I tell you 
Banish your idle fears 
For he will return 
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