I dream of the summertime, Of Venice and the summertime. I see the cafes, the sunlit days with you, my love The antique shop where we'd stop for a souvenir The bridge, the boats below, the blue above. I dream all the winter long Of mandolins that played our song. The dream is so real I almost feel your lips on mine. And though I know we have to be an ocean apart, There's Venice and you, and summertime, deep in my heart. Un so-gno ro-man-ti-co, Ve-ne-zia e il so-le splen-di- do! Do-vun-que sa-ro, no li po-tro di-men-ti-car! Di que-sta e-sta-te sul mar non po-tran mo-rir In me, i dol-ce ba-ci ed I so- pir. Un so-gno ro-man-ti-co Ve-ne-zia e il so-le splen-di- do! Di mil-le can-zon l'e-co lon-ta- na por-te-ro. Que-sta la-gu-na ad-dor-men-ta- ta, ri-cor-de-ro Che par-la al mio cuor so-lo d'mor, sem-pre d';amor.