This is the song that was running through my head this morning. It’s an Italian pop song written in Bossa Nova style by Alberto Testa, Pat Boone and Tony Renis (1962). There are some that believe when you become aware of a song playing in your head it’s spirit giving you a message. I would sing it to you myself but can’t find the music in my library. Maybe next time!

The verses ask the sweetest question a lover can ask at the start of a romantic relationship while the chorus speaks of the agony of waiting for an answer. On a more subtle level, the lyrics take the POV of positive expectation – a little coy and very flirtatious – like verbal foreplay. Although an old song, it’s as relevant as ever because, like all classics, it goes right to the heart of a universal experience.

Tell me when will you be mine? Tell me quando, quando quando? We can share a love divine, please don’t make me wait again.

When will you say yes to me? Tell me quando, quando, quando? You mean happiness to me. Oh my lover tell me when?

Every moment’s a day. Every day seems a lifetime. Let me show you the way to a joy beyond compare.

I can’t wait a moment more. Say it’s me that you adore. And then darling tell me when.

Every moment’s a day. Every day seems a lifetime. Let me show you the way to a joy beyond compare.

I can’t wait a moment more. Say it’s me that you adore. And then darling tell me when. Oh my darling tell me when. And then darling tell me when. Oh my darling tell me when.

I messed this up a little. Words and lyrics aren’t exactly the same. Music has codas, verses and repeated verses that I haven’t accounted for here. I cut the lyrics short so as not to be boring.

Music really is a language all its own and I’m sorry I didn’t acknowledge it upfront. I will not repeat this mistake again.