La giarrettiera rosa [English translation]

The black-haired woman

walks ahead of me.

and I

follow her and I look at the beautiful panorama

swinging in front of me.

And then a gust of wind comes,

the skirt jumps up,

it's a fleeting moment,

but I can't forget it.

The pink garter,

now the one who saw it

can't put his mind on rest.

He thinks about that sweet thing.

The pink garter,

whoever sees it can't forget it.

The heart beats fast, fast,

in love's land.

• Artist:Paolo Conte