Some think the world is made for fun and frolic And so do I, and so do I Some think it well to be all melancholic To pine and sigh, to pine and sigh But I, I love to spend my time in singing Some joyous song, some joyous song To set the air with music bravely ringing Is far from wrong; it's far from wrong Chorus: Listen, listen, music sounds afar Listen, listen, echoes sound afar Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula Joy is everywhere Funiculi, funicula Ah, me! Tis strange that some should take to sighing And like it well; they like it well For me, I have not thought it worth the trying So cannot tell; I cannot tell With laugh, with dance and song, the day soon passes Full soon is gone, full soon is gone For mirth was made for joyous lads and lasses To call their own, to call their own Chorus: Listen, listen, hark the soft guitar Listen, listen, echoes sound afar Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula Joy is everywhere Funiculi, funicula
