Musica Proibita

Every evening from beneath my balcony
I hear a love song being sung,
Repeated several times
by a handsome young man
And my heart beats strongly,
Oh, how sweet that melody is!
Oh, how beautiful, how pleasing it is to me!
My mother doesn't want me to sing it:
I would like to know why she forbade it to me?
She's not here and I want to sing it
The phrase that made my heart beat:
I would like to kiss your black hair,
Your lips and your severe eyes,
I would like to die with you,
angel of God,
O beautiful beloved treasure of mine.
Yesterday I saw you walking here,
And as usual, I heard you singing:
I would like to kiss your black hair,
Your lips and your severe eyes!
Hold me, dear, hold me close to your heart,
Let me experience the intoxication of love.