Merica Merica

From Italy we departed
We departed with our honor
Thirty-six days by car and steam
And in America we arrived

America, America, America
What will this America be?
America, America, America
It's a beautiful bouquet of flowers

To America we arrived
We found neither straw nor hay
We slept on the bare ground
Like beasts we had to rest

America, America, America
What will this America be?
America, America, America
It's a beautiful bouquet of flowers

America is long and wide
It's formed by mountains and plains
And with the industry of our Italians
We founded towns and cities

America, America, America
What will this America be?
America, America, America
It's a beautiful bouquet of flowers