La bella fioraia [English translation]

When the April sun

was warm and shone

from those mountains came down

a woman with her flowers

She arrived to the square

then sat down and sang, ah ah

that sweet song of hers

and the words went:

Come on, buy the flowers

good people, I'm here

so many beautiful colors

violets, roses, lilacs

I picked them all

in the lawns

flowered scented lawns, ah ah

the same way

love sentences

bloom in the heart, too

and they give you happiness

~

The square florist

got married one day

and no one met her anymore here

and up there, in the sun

nothing is left but the memory

of her kind sweet voice, eh eh

the echo of her song

and the words went:

Come on, buy the flowers

good people, I'm here

so many beautiful colors

violets, roses, lilacs

I picked them all

in the lawns

flowered scented lawns, ah ah

the same way

love sentences

bloom in the heart, too

and they give you happiness

~

I picked them all

in the lawns

flowered scented lawns, ah ah

the same way

love sentences

bloom in the heart, too

and they give you happiness

your April sun will come back

but no one will pick those violets anymore