Traditional - Santa Lucia - текст песни (слова)

1.
 Now 'neath the silver moon 
 Ocean is glowing,
 O'er the calm billow 
 Soft winds are blowing;
 
 Here balmy breezes blow,
 Pure joys invite us,
 And as we gently row,
 All things delight us.
 
 Hark, how the sailor's cry 
 Joyously echoes nigh:
 SantaLucia!
 
 Santa Lucia,
 Home of fair Poesy,
 Realm of pure Harmony,
 Santa Lucia!
 
 2.
 When o'er thy waters 
 Light winds are playing,
 Thy spell can soothe us,
 All care allaying;
 
 To thee, sweet Napoli,
 What charms are given,
 Where smiles creation,
 Toil blest by heaven.