Charlotte Church - La Pastorella Lyrics
Son bella pastorella, che scende ogni mattino,Ed offre un cestellino di fresche fruta a fiorChi viene al primo albore avra vezzoso roseE pmo rugiadose, venite al mio giardin.Son bella pastorella, che scende ogni mattinoEd offre un cestellino di fresche fruta a fior.Ah.Chi nel notturno orrore smarri la buona viaAlla capanna mia ritrovera il camminVenita, o passagieroLa pastorella e quaMa il fior del suo pensieroAd uno sol dara! ah.I am the beautiful shepherdess,Who descends every morning,And offers a basket full ofFresh fruit and flowers.Who comes on the first harvestWill have nice rosesAnd very good pommelsCome to my garden.I am the beautiful shepherdess,Who descends every morning,And offers a basket full ofFresh fruit and flowers.Ah.Which during the frightened nightThe right way is lost,In my shelterYou will find the fireplaceCome, oh passer-byThe shepherdess is here,But her inner thoughtsWill only be given to one!Come, oh passer-by,The sheperdess is here,But her inner thoughtsWill only be given to one!Ah.
