Here where the sea sparkles and the wind blows hard
On an old terrace in front of the Gulf of Sorrento
A man hugs a girl after she'd cried
Then he clears his throat and starts singing again
But so much, so very much, you know
That melts the blood inside your veins, you know
He saw the lights out on the sea, thought of the nights over in America
But they were just the fishing lamps and the white trail of a propeller
He felt pain in the music, got up from the piano
But when he saw the moon emerge from a cloud
Even death seemed sweeter to him
He looked in the girl's eyes, those eyes green like the sea
Then suddenly a tear rolled out and he thought he'd drown
But so much, so very much, you know
That melts the blood inside your veins, you know
The power of opera, where every drama's fake
That with a little make-up and mimicry
You can become someone else
So everything gets small, even the nights over in America
You turn and see your life like a propeller's trail
But so much, so very much, you know
That melts the blood inside your veins, you know
But so much, so very much, you know
That melts the blood inside your veins, you know
Inside your veins, you know