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 oh gravissimo, he repeats his serenade,
And his heart beats so fortissimo, when she raises her Venetian shade
Ciribiribin, chiribiribin, ciribiribin

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
(musical interlude)
Ciribiribin, ciribiribin, ciribiribin, they're so in love