Ella Mi Fu Rapita!... Parmi Veder Le Lagrime...

She was taken from me!
And when, oh heaven... In the brief
Moments before my inner foreboding
Still urged me on the path!
The door was open! And the mansion deserted!
And where will that dear angel be now?
The one who could first in this heart
Awaken the flame of constant affections?
The one so pure, at whose modest gaze
I sometimes believe I am driven to virtue!
She was taken from me!
And who dared?
But I will have revenge, I will have revenge
The tears of my beloved demand it

I seem to see the tears
Flowing from that eyelid
When between doubt and anxiety
Of sudden danger
Of our love remembered
Of our love remembered
Her gallant called
And he could not help you
Dear beloved girl
He who would with his soul
Make you blessed down here
He who the spheres
He who the spheres to the angels
Did not envy for you