Il cacciatore nel bosco
Folclore Italiano
The Hunter in the Woods
The hunter in the woods,
while he was out hunting,
met a lovely young lady
charming and beautiful.
The hunter fell in love.
He met a lovely young lady
charming and beautiful.
The hunter fell in love.
He took her by the hand
and led her to a spot.
With pleasure, with delight,
with pure joy,
the girl fell asleep.
With pleasure, with delight,
with pure joy,
the girl fell asleep.
At midnight,
the beauty woke up.
Looking up at the sky
she cried out in tears:
"Oh how cruel, you betrayed me!"
Looking up at the sky
she cried out in tears:
"Oh how cruel, you betrayed me!"
Beautiful, I didn't betray you,
I'm not a cheater,
I'm the son of a great lord,
of a great lord,
I swear to you, I will marry you.
I'm the son of a great lord,
of a great lord,
I swear to you, I will marry you.
We'll have beautiful kids...
...what will we do with them?
We'll make hunters,
hunters,
with the joy of mom and dad.
We'll make hunters,
hunters,
with the joy of mom and dad.
We'll make hunters,
hunters,
with the joy of mom and dad.
