In New York Harbour O - eh - lee! La - la! Donna! Donna! Blue is the sky of Palermo; Blue is the little bay; And dost thou remember the orange and fig, The lively sun and the sea breeze at evening? Hey - la! Donna! Donna! Maria! O - eh - li! La - la! Donna! Donna! Grey is the sky of this land. Grey and green is the water. I see no trees, dost thou? The wind Is too cold for the big woman there with the candle. Hey - la! Donna! Donna! Maria! O - eh - li! La - la! Donna! Donna! I sang thee by the blue waters; I sing thee here in the grey dawning. Kiss, for I put down my guitar; I'll see thee more songs after the landing. O Jesu, I love thee! Donna! Donna! Maria!