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Ch'io mai vi possa lasciar d'amare,
No, nol credete, pupille care,
Ne men per gioco v'ingannerò.
Voi foste e siete le mie faville,
E voi sarete, care pupille,
Il mio bel foco finch'io vivrò.
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That I will ever be able to stop loving you
No, don't believe it, dear eyes!
Not even to joke would I deceive you about this.
You alone are my sparks,
and you will be, dear eyes,
my beautiful fire as long as I live, ah! |
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