Non piangere, Liù - Turandot

Do not cry, Liù
if on a distant day
I smiled at you
for that smile,
my sweet girl
listen to me
your lord
will be, tomorrow,
perhaps, alone in the world
Do not leave him...
take him away with you
Of exile,
sweeten his paths
This...this,
my poor Liù,
to your little heart
that does not fall
asks he
who no longer smiles.