The Man Who Plays The Mandolino

The Man Who Plays the Mandolino - Dean Martin (迪安·马丁)

With his little mandolino

And a twinkle in his eye

Senorinas he can win

Always for another guy

Italians love to sip a cup of cappuccino

And listen to the man who plays the mandolino

You offer him a cigarette a glass of wine

That`s how he`s paid to serenade your lady fair

With his little mandolino

And a twinkle in his eye

Senorinas he can win

Always for another guy

He seems like such a happy man

The man who plays the mandolino

He sings a song of sweet romance

For all the lovers as they dance

But all he`s holding in his arms is

Just a little mandolino

He has no woman of his own

So every night he walks alone

With his little mandolino

And a twinkle in his eye

Senorinas he can win

Always for another guy

（And while he`s strumming songs of

Love the man who plays the mandolino）

（His eyes are always looking for

A senorina to adore）

He drinks a toast to his true love

Each time he lifts a glass of vino

And so until that lucky day

He looks for her along the way

With his little mandolino

And a twinkle in his eye

Senorinas he can win

Always for another guy

The man who plays the mandolino