Mattinata Fiorentina

It's springtime
Wake up, little girls,
at the farms, Mr. April steals hearts.

And late at night,
Florentine ladies,
how many hairpins will be found on the blooming meadows.

Walnut flower,
there's little light but so much peace,
walnut flower, there's little light.

Ember flower,
Madonna Bice doesn't deny kisses,
she likes to kiss, what's the harm?

It's springtime
Wake up, little girls
at the farms, Mr. April steals hearts.

Painted flower,
they loved so much in the fifteenth century,
painted flower, they loved so much.

Silver flower,
Madonna Amante, lips painted,
even by the wind she gets kissed!

It's springtime
what a celebration of colors!
Ladies and flowers eternal triumph of youth.

Of love!