Alcandro, lo confesso

Alcandro, I confess
I am amazed by myself. The face, the glance
The voice of this man awakens in my heart
A sudden palpitation
That makes my blood resonate in every fiber
Among all my thoughts
I search for the cause, and I cannot find it
What will it be, just Gods, this that I feel?

I do not know where it comes from
That tender affection
That unknown movement
That arises in my chest
That chill, that runs
Flowing through my veins

Awakening in my breast
Such fierce contrasts
It does not seem to me
That mere pity is enough