Guido, I wish that you and Lapo and I
Could be taken by magic and placed in a boat
Where every rising swell

Would sweep us at our will across the sky

Then tempest never, or weather dire

Could ever make our blissful living cease
No, but abiding in a steady, blessed peace
Together in harmony


And Lady Vanna and Lagia then
She who looms the thirty best

Would join us at the enchanter's behest

And there we'd talk of love without an end

To make those ladies happy in the sky
With Lapo enchanted too, and you and I