My fire of love

Francesco Bartolomeo Conti

My fire of love,

however far

or near I might be,

never changing,

will always be burning

for you, dear eyes.

That flame which kindled me

is so pleased with my soul

that it never dies.

And if fate entrusts me to you,

lovely rays of my beloved sun,

my soul will never be able

to long for any other light.