Buena Sera — Michael Buble

Buona sera, signorina, buona sera It is time to say goodnight to Napoli Though it's hard for us to whisper Buona Sera With that old moon above the Mediterranean Sea

In the morning, signorina, we'll go walking Where the mountains and the sun come into sight And by the little jewlershop we stop and linger While I buy a wedding ring for your finger

In the meantime let me tell you that I love you Buona sera signorina kiss me good night