Ma L'Amore No

But love, no
My love cannot
Be scattered in the wind, with the roses.
So strong that it won't give in
Not fade

I will watch over it
I will defend it
From all those venomous snares
That would like to tear it from the heart,
Poor love!

Perhaps you will go away
Seeking the caresses of other women!
Alas
And if you return
You will find every beauty faded
In me

But love no
My love cannot
Dissolve with the gold of hair.
As long as I live, it will be alive in me,
Only for you!