Every night downstairs to my balcony
I hear a song of love sing,
Repeats it several times
a nice boy
And beat I feel strong the core,
Oh how sweet that melody is!
Oh how beautiful it is, how much it pleases me!
Ch'io sing does not want my mother:
I would like to know why he forbade me?
She is not there and I will sing her
The phrase that made me palpitate:
I would like to kiss your black hair,
Your lips and your severe eyes,
I would like to die with you,
angel of God,
O beautiful in love my darling.
Below I saw her walking around yesterday,
And he heard it as usual singing:
Hold me, or dear, hold me to your core,
Let me experience the thrill of love.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)