Track Title:               On The Island Of Stromboli

Album Title:               The Columbia Years, 1943-1952, Vol. 10
Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra
Arranger:                  Jeff Alexander

Written by:                Irving Taylor
Written by:                Ken Lane
Lyrics:
On the island of Stromboli, recklessly I gave my heart,
On the island of Stromboli, every dream I own had its start.
If you tell me it was madness, I can only shrug and sigh,
If you ask me for a reason, I can't tell you why.
It wasn't the moonlight, for there wasn't a moon.
No violins were playing, yet our heart-strings were in tune.
How can I forget Stromboli, how can I begin to try,
Tell me I'll regret Stromboli, I'll say what care I?
 (musical interlude)
+No luce da luna, perche luna non c'era+
*Sez ai en quan di violini*
*Con ecuando se en son,*
How can I forget Stromboli, how can I begin to try,
Tell me I'll regret Stromboli, I'll say what care I?

+This is Italian for "It was not light from the moon, because there was no moonlight."
*This must be some sort of Italian dialect and it should mean, "No violins are playing, but our hearts
 are in tune."

Transcribed by Larry Henares of the Philippines
{larryh@mydestiny.net}

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