Signora [English translation]

You, a good mother until yesterday,

a woman who doesn't provoke thoughts

You, between my books and your clothes,

with those sleepy eyes, you,

Before it comes tonight,

before the rush to go,

you must know

that you cannot undress me as you think!

Now I'm sorry, ma'am,

it is no longer the secret thought

You really did it

It is useless to think now

"I made the boy play."

No, it's more important than that,

now I want all or nothing

Mine, what you have given me is mine

and I didn't ask you, but,

Before it comes tonight,

and before being afraid of it,

I still hold you

And I hope you have a trace in your eyes

to tell that man that you,

You were really mine, yes, it makes you laugh ...

If my age hadn't stopped you,

why say you were wrong?

If my age hadn't stopped you,

why say you were wrong?