Far from her she has not delighted you!
Three moons have already flown
Since my Violetta
Agi left for me, wealth, loves
And the pompous parties,< br/>Where she was accustomed to homage,
She saw each one as a slave to her beauty.
And now content in these pleasant places
Forget everything for me.
Here near her I will be reborn I feel,
And regenerated by the breath of love
I forget all the past in her joys.
Of my boiling spirits
The youthful ardor
She tempered with placid
Smile of love, of love!
From the day he said:
I want to live, I want to be faithful to you,
Ignorant of the universe
I I live, I almost live,
I live almost in heaven.
From the day he said:
I want to live faithful to you,
Ah yes... of the universe forgetful
I live, I live almost,
I live almost in heaven.
I live in heaven.
Of the universe forgetful.
I live almost in heaven.
Ah yes, I almost live in heaven.