For a love so sweet,
What would I give?
What would I allow to be taken from me
For a part of your body?
Like the farmer who rises
So he can work his golden field,
I would make you mine
And I would sow your heart!
La ra la ra, la ra ra la...
For your two dark eyes
I would put the sun out,
So that only the stars
Could be your cradle.
Together, we would take the shortcut
Walking fearlessly;
I would sweep the stones from your path
And, the Northerly wind, would blow the dust away.
La ra la ra, la ra ra la...