The Janitor's Boy [Italian translation]

Nathalia Crane (1913 – 1998)

Oh I'm in love with the janitor's boy,

And the janitor's boy is in love with me;

He's going to hunt for a desert isle

In our geography.

A desert isle with spicy trees

Somewhere near Sheepshead Bay;

A right nice place, just fit for two

Where we can live alway.

Oh I'm in love with the janitor's boy,

And the janitor's boy is busy as he can be;

And down in the cellar he's making a raft

Out of an old settee.

He'll carry me off, I know that he will,

For his hair is exceedingly red;

And the only thing that occurs to me

Is to dutifully shiver in bed.

And on the day that we sail, I will leave a little note,

For my parents I hate to annoy:

"I have flown to an island in the bay

With the janitor's red-haired boy."

• Artist:Natalie Merchant
• Album:Leave Your Sleep (2010)