Una furtiva lagrima
negl'occhi suoi spunto
quelle festose giovani
invidiar sembro
Che piu cercandi io vo
Che piu cercandi io vo
M'ama, si m'ama, lo vedo. lo vedo.
Un solo istante i palpiti
del suo bel cor sentir
I miei sospir confondere
per poco a' suoi sospir
I palpiti, i palpiti sentir
confondere i miei co'suoi so spir
Cielo, si puo morir
di piu non chiedo, non chiedo.
Ah cielo, si puo, si puo morir.
di piu non chiedo, non chiedo.
One furtive secret tear
One furtive secret tear
from her eyes did spring:
as if those youths who can be playful
it or her seemed to be envious of.
What more searching do I want?
What more searching do I want?
She loves me! Yes, she loves me, I see it. I see it.
Just for an instant the beats
of her beautiful heart if I could feel!
My sighs if they were mingled
for a while with her sighs!
The beats, the beats of her heart if I could feel,
to fuse my sighs with hers...
Heavens! Yes, I could die!
I ask for nothing more, nothing.
Oh, heavens! Yes, I could, I could die!
I ask for nothing more, nothing.
Yes, I could die! Yes, I could die of love.