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When on foreign shores I am |
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Very truly yours I am |
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But if inclined to play I am |
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Sweetheart, that's the way I am.... |
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When in Spain for reasons I don't explain |
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I remain enjoying a brew |
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Don't deplore my fondness for fundador |
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You know how a fundador can lead to a few |
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And baby when in Rome I do as the Romans do |
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If per chance I'm saying farewell to France |
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And romance drops in from the blue |
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Cherchez l'amour I beg of you please endure |
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My taking a brief detour with somebody new |
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It's just that when in Rome |
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I do as the Romans do |
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And though from Italy I lied to you prettily |
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Oh don't think of me bitterly |
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But know that I'm true |
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Except now and then in Rome, |
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I get that old yearn in Rome |
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And naturally when in Rome |
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I do as the Romans do |
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?molto difficile resistere agli uomini di Italia |
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Per esempio, per esempio i biondi, |
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I biondi di Firenze, di Venezia |
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E i bruni di Palermo, di Milano... |
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You know what I mean? |
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If I write happily |
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Best wishes from Napoli |
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Don't cable me snappily |
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To tell me we're through |
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Cause I'm once again in Rome |
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In somebody's den in Rome |
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Well honey, but when in Rome |
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I do as the Romans do |
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So just disregard the signs and the omens |
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When in Rome I do as the Romans do... |
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Veni, vidi, vince! |