Fairy eyes

O beautiful fairy eyes

so deep and strange

you have stolen

the peace of my youth.

Beautiful signora with the blonde hair

I have given you my youth

but you give me more.

Oh yes you give me your kisses,

a fever and ardour!

I am anxious that you will be

in my open arms

and in my heart.

You have taken

the flower of my youth

and of my young blood...

you take my ardour,

but please,

please give me love.