I realise, from a 'Super Search' that some people had more than enough of this in school. But that is no reason not to include it!



MARIANINA
Words: Florence Hoare
An Italian folk song

O'er the ocean flies a merry fay,
Soft her wings are as a cloud of day,
As she passes all the blue waves say:
"Marianina, do not roam,
Whither, whither is your home?
Come and turn us into foam,
Marianina, Marianina,
Come, O come, and turn us into foam!"

O'er the fields she passes to and fro,
By the cornstalks standing row by row,
Poppies whisper as they see her go,
"Marianina, little friend,
Whither would your foot-steps wend?
Come and teach us how to bend,
Marianina, Marianina,
Come, O come, and teach us how to bend."

O'er the mountains when the day is done,
When the clouds are gath'ring o'er the sun,
While they, weeping, whisper one by one,
"Marianina, come again,
We have tried to dance in vain.
Come and turn us into rain,
Marianina, Marianina,
Come, O come, and turn us into rain."



NP
From: Folk Songs of Many Lands
Collected by J Spencer Curwen


X: 1
T: Marianina
M: 4/4
L: 1/8
O: Italian
Z: NP 28/7/2011
K: Eb
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