Bella Siccome Un Angelo

Beautiful like an angel
A pilgrim on earth
Fresh like the lily
That opens in the morning
Eyes that speak and laugh
A gaze that conquers hearts
Oh, hair that surpasses ebony
Enchanting smile
Enchanting smile

A bride like this! Oh, joy!
My heart cannot contain, contain the joy

Innocent soul, naive
Who is unaware of herself
Unmatched modesty
Kindness that captivates
Compassionate to the miserable
Gentle, sweet, loving
Ah! Heaven made her born
To make a heart happy
Happy heart

Oh joy!

Heaven made her born

Oh joy!

To make a heart happy
To make a heart happy

Ah!

Heaven made her born
To make happy
To make a heart happy