O—eh—lee! La—la! <br />Donna! Donna! <br />Blue is the sky of Palermo; <br />Blue is the little bay; <br />And dost thou remember the orange and fig, <br />The lively sun and the sea breeze at evening? <br />Hey—la! <br />Donna! Donna! Maria! <br /> <br />O—eh—li! La—la! <br />Donna! Donna! <br />Gray is the sky of this land. <br />Gray and green is the water. <br />I see no trees, dost thou? The wind <br />Is cold for the big woman there with the candle. <br />Hey—la! <br />Donna! Donna! Maria! <br /> <br />O—eh—li! O—la! <br />Donna! Donna! <br />I sang thee by the blue waters; <br />I sing thee here in the gray dawning. <br />Kiss, for I put down my guitar; <br />I’ll sing thee more songs after the landing. <br />O Jesu, I love thee! <br />Donna! Donna! Maria!<br /><br />William Carlos Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sicilian-emigrant-s-song/
