Oh! My good, what I wouldn't do for you
To have you a second, far away of the world
and a little closer to me
Oh! My good, like the river Magdalene
That it founds (personification) in the sand of the sea
I want to fuse myself in you
There are loves that return themselves resistant to the pains
Like the wine that betters with the years
Thus what I feel for you grows
There are loves that themselves wait in the winter and they bloom
in the nights of the autumn turn green again
Such like the love that I feel for you
Oh! My good, do not forget the sea
that in the nights you have seen me cry
so much memories of you
Oh! My good do not forget of the day
that I separated in your life
of the poor life that I must live
There are loves resistant even the pains
like the wine that betters with the years
Like so grows what I feel for you
There are loves that appear finished and bloom
and in the nights of autumn turn green again
Such like the love I feel for you
I for you, I for you, for you, like the love that I feel for you