Farewell Sorrento (Torna a Surriento)



On the sea the sun is beaming
Every little wave is gleaming
Till my soul of you is dreaming
And I hear your voice again.


>From the shore the breeze is blowing
Where the orange trees are growing
Their sweet perfume all unknowing
All but steals my heart away


Smiling leave I saw you taking
All that once you loved forsaking
And I felt my heart was breaking
As I saw you walk away


Come again to stay
Or I shall die of longing
Farewell Sorrento
Return, I pray








(Contributed by Ted Arrington - December 2007)