With a singing voice he flied br In his passion and commitment br Every peaceful hope he tried br With his heart in its fulfillment br Song like love coming thoroughly br Every time in deep reflections br When art admirations is truly br In every its made selections br br Skylark voices to hours bring br Filling every dream of state br When a voice of golden did sing br To give us love and never hate br How each tone is in its unison br With the harmonies he has tried br Bringing music to its on and on br Till the last tone in air had died br br 'O mio babbino caro, ' br Oh make each song become free br Like breezes in trees go br Forever through and lastingly br For every ear that listens br For beauty to come and live br Through moments and glistens br That tone of music can give br br Every moment in celebrating br Victories in voice beat achieving br Never to the world outdating br Feelings and passions in relieving br Somewhere his voice is still singing br Giving care for each life loss br A heart of love in voice bringing br With hope for all to come across br br 'O mio babbino caro, ' br Oh make each song become free br Like breezes in trees go br Forever through and lastinglybr br Peter S.