Lyrics
Translated from the original Italian:
They told me that tomorrow
Nina, you will be a bride.
yet still I sing my serenade to you!
Up on the barren plateau,
down in the shady valley,
Oh, how often I have sung it to you!
Rose-petal
O flower of amaranth,
though you marry,
I shall be always near.
Tomorrow you'll be surrounded
by celebration, smiles and flowers,
and will not spare a thought for our past love;
yet always, by day and by night,
with passionate moan
my song will sigh to you.
Mint-flower,
O flower of pomegranate,
Nina, remember
the kisses I gave you!
Ah! ... Ah! ...
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