Ah! Che bell'aria fresca.../ such a nice fresh air
Ch'addore 'e malvarosa.../ that smells of malvarosa
E tu durmenno staje,/ and you are sleeping
'ncopp'a sti ffronne 'e rosa!/ on these rose leaves
'O sole, a poco a poco,/ the sun slowly
pe' stu ciardino sponta.../ is rising on this garden
'o viento passa e vasa/ the wind passes by and kisses
stu ricciulillo 'nfronte!/ this curl on your forehead
*RIT. I' te vurría vasá.../ i'd like to kiss you
I' te vurría vasá.../ i'd like to kiss you
ma 'o core nun mm''o ddice/ but i don't want to
'e te scetá.../ wake you up
'e te scetá!.../ wake you up
I' mme vurría addurmí.../ and i'd like to sleep
I' mme vurría addurmí.../ i'd like to sleep
vicino ô sciato tujo,/ near your breath
n'ora pur'i'.../me too, for an hour
n'ora pur'i'!.../ me too, for an hour
Tu duorme oje Rosa mia.../ you sleep my Rosa
e duorme a suonno chino,/ you're fast asleep
mentr'io guardo, 'ncantato,/ while i stare, spellbound, at
stu musso curallino.../ your coral red lips
E chesti ccarne fresche,/ and your soft flesh
e chesti ttrezze nere,/ your black braids
mme mettono, 'int''o core,/ bring to my mind
mille male penziere!/ a thousand tantalizing thoughts
"-Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity..."
"-Actually, I'm planning to threaten you."
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do. Evil plots don't just make themselves, you know!"