La Serenata - Francesco Paolo Tosti

Hayley's senior recital
October 27, 2018

Translation:

Fly, oh serenade: my beloved is alone,
And with her beautiful head hidden under the sheets.
Oh serenade, fly.

The moon shines brightly, wings of silence stretch out,
And behind the veils of the dark alcove, the lamp burns.
The pure moonlight shines.
Fly, oh serenade, fly.

Fly, oh serenade: my beloved is alone,
But still smiling while half asleep,
She has returned beneath the sheets.
Oh serenade, fly.

The waves dream on the shore,
And the wind blows through the branches;
And my blonde lady still denies a place for my kisses.
Dreaming on the shore, are the waves.
Fly, oh serenade, fly.