'O Sarracino

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
beautiful boy!

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
all the women fall in love.

He has curly hair,
bandit eyes,
sun in his face.

Every girl gets hooked when she sees him pass by.

A cigarette in his mouth,
a hand in his pocket,
and he strolls confidently through the city.

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
beautiful boy!

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
all the women sigh.

He's handsome in face,
he's beautiful at heart,
he knows how to make love.

He's a scoundrel,
he's a tempter,
if you look at him, he makes you fall in love.

And a blonde poisons herself,
and a brunette dies for him,
he's a magnet of poison.

What does he do to women?

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
beautiful boy!

He's handsome in face,
he's beautiful at heart,
all the women fall in love.

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
beautiful boy!

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
all the women sigh.

He's handsome in face,
he's beautiful at heart,
he knows how to make love.

He's a scoundrel,
he's a tempter,
if you look at him, he makes you fall in love.

But a redhead the other night,
with a vase and an excuse,
stole your soul and heart.

Sarracino, you're not the same anymore!

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
beautiful boy!

'O Sarracino,
'O Sarracino,
all the women fall in love.

Sarracino, Sarracino!