Isle of Capri (卡普里岛) - Al Bowlly
Twas on the isle of capri that I found her
Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree
Oh I can still see the flowers blooming round her
Where we met on the isle of capri
She was as sweet as the rose of the dawning
But somehow fate hadn't meant her for me
And though I sailed with the tide in the morning
Still my heart's on the isle of capri
Summertime was nearly over
Blue italian skies above
I said lady I'm a rover
Can you spare a sweet word of love
She whispered softly tis best not to linger
Then as I kissed her hand I could see
She wore a plain golden ring on her finger
Twas goodbye to the isle of capri