You know, mamma, that
Before he went off to be a soldier
Turiddu swore to Lola

To be eternally faithful
He returned to find her married;
And with a new love

He wanted to extinguish the flame
That burnt in his heart:
He loved me, I loved him.

She, envious of my happiness,
Forgotten by her husband,
Burning with jealousy,

She stole him from me.
I am left, dishonoured:
Lola and Turiddu love each other,

And I weep!