Mérica Mérica
Folclore Italiano
America America
We left from Italy
We left with our honor
Thirty-six days of machine and steam
And in America we have arrived'
America, America, America
What will this America be?
America, America, America
A beautiful bunch of flowers
And we have arrived in America
We found neither straw nor hay
We slept on the bare ground
Like beasts we rested'
America, America, America
What will this America be?
America, America, America
A beautiful bunch of flowers
And America is long and wide
It is surrounded by mountains and plains
And with the industry of our Italians
We have formed countries and cities
America, America, America
What will this America be?
America, America, America
A beautiful bunch of flowers
America, America, America
What will this America be?
America, America, America
A beautiful bunch of flowers
