1. E lo mio amore è andato a soggiornare A Lucca bella e diventar signore, E lo vorrei mandare a salutare, Ma non mi fido dell'ambasciatore. Val più 'na parolina dell'amante Che dell'ambasciator che ne fa tante, Val più 'na parolina del mio amore Che cento mila dell'ambasciatore. 2. Tutti mi dicon che son nera nera, La terra nera ne mena buon grano, E guarda il fior garofan com'è nero, Con quanta signoria si tiene in mano. Tutti mi dicon che il mio damo è tinto Ed a me pare un angiolin dipinto, Tutti mi dicon che il mio damo è nero Ed a me pare un angiol vero vero.

1. My love has gone to live in lovely Lucca, And there he will become a lord, they tell me, And now I wish that I could send him greeting, But I'm afraid my messenger would fail me: One word a lover speaks will find more favor Then any messages of love whatever, One single word from him would more content me Than fifty thousand that he ever sent me. 2. They tell me I'm as dark as any brownie, But where the soil is black, the grain is finest; And see how darkly the carnation flowers, Yet in your hand it waves in grace divinest. Altho' they say my love with dyes is tinted, He looks to me an angel as they're painted, Altho' they say he's black as any raven, He seems to me an angel straight from heaven.

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Marzo, Eduardo. Songs of Italy; sixty-five Tuscan, Florentine, Lombardian and other Italian folk- and popular songs. New York: G. Schirmer, 1904. 59

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