As long as I live in a flourishing age,
I will serve Love the powerful god,
In fact in dictz, in songs and agreements.
For many days it kept me languishing,
But after mourning he made me rejoicing,
For I have the love of beauty in the body.
His alliance is my betrothed,
His heart is mine, mine is his:
Fide sadness! Lively jubilation,
since in love there is so much good!
When I want to serve and honor her,
When by writing her name is decorated,
When I see and visit her often,
The envious only whisper about it,
But our love cannot last any less,
As much as the wind goes with the wind.
Maulgrà © want all my life
I will love her and sing:
it is the first, it is the last,
that I have served and will serve.

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