One more? Why not?

MARIANINA
(English version by Homer Harbour and A.D.Z.)

Little Tuscan maid so gay and blythe,
Lovely as the land that gave her life;
Through the vineyard and the olive trees,
Rings her laughter on the breeze.

CHORUS:
Marianina, tra la la
Marianina, tra la la
O Marianina, O Marianina,
No wild red rose was ever half so fair.
O Marianina, O Marianina,
No wild red rose was ever half so fair.

To the fountain in the village street,
She goes singing in the morning sweet;
And at evening from the fields of green,
Singing homeward turns again.

Source: Camp Songs 'n' Things, by Carl E. Zander and Wes H. Klusmann (1939), page 86