Testo Come Un Bel Dì Di Maggio (englisch)

Like a beautiful day in May that with a kiss from the wind and a caress from a ray of sun, it extinguishes on the horizon so I, with a kiss from a rhyme, a caress of poetry climb up the extreme summit ofm y existence. The sphere that proceeds for each human fate here it is already bringing me near to the hour of death and perhaps before my last strophe is finished the executioner will announce to me the finish of my life. So be it. Strophe, ultimate goddess! still you give to your poet the brilliant idea the flame familiar I, to you, while you gush vividly from my heart, will offer for a rhyme the ice cold breath of a man about to die.