Song of love

I love your eyes, I love your forehead,

oh my rebellious and fierce one.

I love your eyes, I love your mouth

on which my kisses will tire themselves out.

I love your voice, I love the strange

gracefulness of everything you say,

oh my rebellious one, my dear angel,

my hell and my paradise!

I love all that makes you beautiful,

from your feet to your hair,

you to whom my hopeful pleas ascend,

oh my fierce and rebellious one!