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 cold for the big woman there with the candle. Hey -- la! Donna! Donna! Maria! O -- eh -- li! O -- 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 sing thee more songs after the landing. O Jesu, I love thee! Donna! Donna! Maria! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER A VISIT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE POTATOES' DANCE by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY THE CHARACTER OF HOLLAND by ANDREW MARVELL THE WHITE HOUSE by CLAUDE MCKAY PEBBLES by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE LAST MAN: METAPHOR OF RAIN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |