Текст Andrea Bocelli – Malia

What was there in that flower you gave me?
Perhaps a love potion, a mysterious powe!
As I touched it, my heart trembled,
its perfume troubled my thoughts!

I do not ask in which blessed region
you have lived until now:
I do not ask if you are a nymph, a fairy
or a fair apparition!
But what is there in your fateful glance?
What is there in your magical glance?
What is there in your magical words?
When you look at me, rapture overwhelms me,
when you speak to me, I feel as if I am dying!