My good-looking, sweet Cicerenella!
She kept her plot, and, guess what, - lately
With wine and water she irrigated.
But then, she watered it with no jug.
Such was her garden and her luck!
She had a pussy cat, this lady,
Blind kitty was too crooked, flaky!
That kitten being dragged by tail,
Thank God she didn't own a whale!
Cicerenella had a brawny rooster,
Rode him overnight with no booster!
That's why we dance for you this tarantella:
She had an awesome cock, Cicerenella!
This lady had a handsome donkey,
For whom a hood she tailored, swanky!
He never ever shew his skin, nor bone,
But always in his assy cap he shone!
Now, let me tell you of Cicerenella's hen:
Who laid an egg and then at night, again.
Cicerenella gave that chick cornmeal.
Oh, this madame is such a deal!
Cicerenella liked her yard to b'bright,
She had it lit up the whole night!
She liked it bright with a mighty lamp.
This was Cicirinella's plot of land!
Signiora had a barrel made of oak.
What flows in from the top, - thru bottom soaks,
The vessel has no lid, no strainer,
Cicirinella's got a nice container!
This lovely lady had a cabin
Where 'e parked 'er horse and 'er wagon.
And her bicycle on top she'd stuck.
Such was Cicirinella's lovely shack!
She had her special skillet, "la bella",
She'd fry her eggs with mozzarella.
She had 'em with her broomstick stirred,
Her frying pan surprised the world!
Oh, this good-looking sweet Cicerenella!