Nina, your smile,
Your sighing voice,
Your eyes that make one say
That we believe in happiness,
Those beautiful years,
Those sweet days,
Those faded roses,
Dead upon your heart…
Nina, my charming one,
During the storm,
The foaming sea
Roared before our eyes;
Laughing and fertile,
The tranquil shore
Showed us the refuge
That our wishes called for!
Amiable Italy,
Wisdom or folly,
Never, never forgets you
Whoever has seen you one day!
Forever more cherished,
Your flowered shore
Forever will be the homeland
That love seeks.
Alfred De Musset
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