I LOVE YOU

Little angel, give me a kiss;
give me a kiss and a hug,
that your father is in the war
more than two years ago,
and since then nothing is enough
to give me good times,
but a voice from your mouth,
but a kiss from your lips.
Poor boy!... how many tears
you have cost, miserable of me!
Angel from heaven, from your father
you are the spitting image...
those rosy cheeks,
those blue eyes
that breathe only love...
That's all, there is no doubt,
that's all my Antonio ...
Learn, adored child,
to say like your mother:
«I love you, I love you».

Mama, mama, why do you want me to sigh
when pronouncing it?
«My son, give me a kiss».
«My mother, I love you».
Came after the war
the sighing military man,
and by giving him a tender hug,
out of themselves, alienated,
son and mother repeated:
«I love you, I love you».