What a beautiful thing: a sunny day,
The calm after the storm!
The fresh air now feels like a celebration...
What a beautiful thing: a sunny day!
But another sun
More lovely, doesn't exist
My sunshine
Is on your face!
The sun, my sunshine
Is on your face!
Is on your face!
Your window panes shine
A laundress sings and boasts about it
And while she wrings and hangs, she sings
Your window panes shine.
But another sun
More lovely, doesn't exist
My sunshine
Is on your face!
The sun, my sunshine
Is on your face!
Is on your face!
When night comes and the sun
goes down,
Something like melancholy assails me.
beneath your window, I'd remain
When evening arrives and the sun
goes down.
But another sun
More lovely, doesn't exist
My sunshine
Is on your face!
The sun, my sunshine
Is on your face!
Is on your face!