| Song | The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Fable of the Memaid ... |
| Artist | Luis Bacalov |
| Album | The Postman (Il Postino) [O.S.T] |
| [00:12.63] | All these fellows were there inside when she entered |
| [00:15.69] | utterly naked. |
| [00:17.58] | They΄d been drinking and began to spit at her, |
| [00:20.83] | recently come from the river, she understood nothing. |
| [00:23.91] | She was a mermaid who had lost her way, |
| [00:26.64] | the taunts flowed over her glistening flesh |
| [00:29.03] | Obscenities drenched her golden breasts. |
| [00:31.89] | A stranger to tears, she did not weep, |
| [00:34.39] | A stranger to clothes, she did not dress. |
| [00:37.24] | They pocked her with cigarette ends and with burnt corks |
| [00:40.91] | And rolled on the tavern floor in raucous laughter |
| [00:44.64] | She did not speak, since speech was unknown to her |
| [00:48.45] | Her eyes were the colour of far away love |
| [00:51.18] | Her arms were matching topazes |
| [00:53.69] | Her lips moved soundlessly in coral light |
| [00:57.66] | And ultimately she left by that door |
| [01:00.68] | Hardly had she entered the river than she was cleansed |
| [01:04.13] | Gleaming once more like a white stone in the rain |
| [01:07.69] | And without a backward look, she swam once more |
| [01:12.32] | Swam towards nothingness, swam to her dawn. |
| [00:12.63] | All these fellows were there inside when she entered |
| [00:15.69] | utterly naked. |
| [00:17.58] | They d been drinking and began to spit at her, |
| [00:20.83] | recently come from the river, she understood nothing. |
| [00:23.91] | She was a mermaid who had lost her way, |
| [00:26.64] | the taunts flowed over her glistening flesh |
| [00:29.03] | Obscenities drenched her golden breasts. |
| [00:31.89] | A stranger to tears, she did not weep, |
| [00:34.39] | A stranger to clothes, she did not dress. |
| [00:37.24] | They pocked her with cigarette ends and with burnt corks |
| [00:40.91] | And rolled on the tavern floor in raucous laughter |
| [00:44.64] | She did not speak, since speech was unknown to her |
| [00:48.45] | Her eyes were the colour of far away love |
| [00:51.18] | Her arms were matching topazes |
| [00:53.69] | Her lips moved soundlessly in coral light |
| [00:57.66] | And ultimately she left by that door |
| [01:00.68] | Hardly had she entered the river than she was cleansed |
| [01:04.13] | Gleaming once more like a white stone in the rain |
| [01:07.69] | And without a backward look, she swam once more |
| [01:12.32] | Swam towards nothingness, swam to her dawn. |