«Perché la faccia mia sì t'innamora,
che tu non ti rivolgi al bel giardino
che sotto i raggi di Cristo s'infiora?

Why are you so enraptured by my face
as to miss that fair garden
blossoming beneath Christ's rays?

Like a raven hiding treasures
in his nest among the spires
I do not know the cathedral 

in which I have made my home.