Ciao papa, mio papa
Time has come to say farewell
For how long will I go? Is it far?
No one knows, no one can tell
If I am gone for a long, long time
I’ll pack away a fine piece of shine
The sound of birds chirping with bells
Drawings of plums, two bags of shells
The smell of bread, a drop of wine
Your memory, father of mine
Farewell, my papa
Ciao papa, mio papa
Time has come to say farewell
I am ready to go, going far
Now I know it will be swell
I shall be gone for a long, long time
Shall be picking many peaks to climb
Maybe I’ll see a camel cry
Dangerous pirates with a black eye
Rain or shine, I’ll keep in mind
Your memory, father of mine
Farewell, my papa
And as I gambol on my long, long climb
I hold on tight to our best of times
Eyes in the rain, I try to hide
Tears of a boy who shouldn’t cry
Forevermore I’ll keep in mind
Your memory, father of mine
Farewell, my papa
