Every evening below my balcony
I hear a love song being sung,
A handsome boy repeats it several times
And my heart feels strong beating,
Oh how sweet is that melody!
Oh how beautiful it is, how much I like it!
My mother doesn't want me to sing it:
I would like to know why I Has he forbidden her?
She is not there and I want to sing her
The phrase that made me throb:
I would like to kiss your black hair,
The your lips and your severe eyes,
I would like to die with you,
angel of God,
O beautiful lover, my darling.
Here I saw him walking yesterday,
And she heard him singing as usual:
I would like to kiss your black hair,
Your lips and your severe eyes!
Hold me, oh dear, hold me to your heart,
Let me experience the thrill of love.