Nel Cor Piu Non Mi Sento
Heitor Villa-Lobos
In My Heart I Feel No More
In my heart I no longer feel
The brilliance of youth;
Cause of my torment,
Love, it's your fault.
You pinch me, you tease me,
You prick me, you chew me;
What is
This alas?
Pity, pity, pity!
Love is a certain something,
That makes me despair.
(3x)
