When the moon hangs low in Napoli There's a handsome gondolier Every night he sings so happily So his lady love can hear In a manner so gravissimo He repeats his serenade, And his heart beats so fortissimo When she raises her Venetian shade Ciribiribin, he waits for her each night beneath her balcony Ciribiribin, he begs to hold her tight, but no, she won't agree Ciribiribin, she throws a rose and blows a kiss from up above Ciribiribin, ciribiribin, ciribiribin, they're so in love