Because it is the day of Palms, br Carry a palm for me, br Carry a palm in Santa Chiara, br And I will watch the sea; br There are no palms in Santa Chiara br To-day or any day for me. br br I sit and watch the little sail br Lean side-ways on the sea, br The sea is blue from here to Sorrento, br And the sea-wind comes to me, br And I see the white clouds lift from Sorrento br And the dark sail lean upon the sea. br br I have grown tired of all these things, br And what is left for me? br I have no place in Santa Chiara, br There is no peace upon the sea; br But carry a palm in Santa Chiara, br Carry a palm for me.