Amuri
Ginevra Di Marco
Love
(traditional Sicilian)
Love, love, you made me do
You made me go crazy
You made me forget the Our Father,
and the best part of the Hail Mary
Love, love...
Since I saw you, I loved you so much
I thought you worked some magic on me
You grew like the grass in the field
You grew beautiful so I could love you.
Love, love...
And I come to you like a shadow,
like a hunter with his quail
Look at this heart how it sinks,
like iron pulled in the forge.
Love, love...