Ciao Bella!
They said to my little girl
And I knew beauty looks the same
All around the world.
Ciao Bella!
But she didn't understand
All she knew was the smiling face
And the friendly hand.
Some things are a little foreign
Like crepes with fresh nutella
But friendliness is just like home
Ciao Bella!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Or NYC. I remember your wife telling your daughter after just such a compliment, You know that it's a smile that makes you beautiful. I love this poem.