Ciao Luna, Sono io,
be not fazed,
For I am struck,
By the arrow of Cupid.

How I keep yearning!
To look at your lovely face.
Oh! It’s such a beauty,
Full of charm and grace.

You remind me always,
With your alluring glamour,
That one true love of mine,
Buried in the cemetery of my heart’s core.

Luna nuova,
Dove stai tu?
I am jaded with questing,
Where did you go missing?
Did you go to see your beloved?
And leave me affrighted?

The notion of your absence,
Saddens me, terrifies me,
Your dearth becomes,
A solemn melancholy.

Now that you are gone,
There’s a heartache in me,
My eyes are wistful,
Because the heavens are empty.

Luna piena,
Tonight you are full,
But my heart is empty,
You fill the heaven with a silvery nimbus,
But you never reach up to me.

You show your full countenance
Only once a month,
As you peep from behind the opacus,
My heart fills up with mirth.

Why are you demure,
For the rest of the month?
Dimmi, are you cursed,
To be sheepish and reluctant?

I implore you devotedly,
No more hide yourself from me.
Relinquish your insecurities forever,
And reveal to me your beauty.

Luna bella,
Ton visage enthrals me,
Like a pacific moment,
In the chaos of the night.
Nothing can avert me,
From relishing your sight.

The white wintery snow
As it falls on my face,
Feels like it were pieces of you,
Each bestowing me with a kiss.

As you touch me,
With your silvery mildred aura,
Every inch of my skin,
Rejoices like a blossom in primavera.

Luna, cara mia,
Every dawn you descend to the ocean
And bestow it with un beso,
But you always steer clear,
Of me and my open arms for you.
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