To which star, to which god, I owe our passion? Who will ever want it, up in the sky? But why are you Romeo? To which star, to which god, I owe his look of love? What will it ever be, a name? Prohibited love of mine. Over the fathers, hate reigns. Over children, only love [reigns]. They will smile in the sky for Juliet and Romeo. To which star, to which god, I owe her pure heart? Be Romeo and Juliet’s dream quickly realized (meaning : let’s quickly realize... dream) ! I’ll fight, If I have to. I’ll beat that wall. But if it’s a right of mine, God, where’s the sin? I’ll renounce my name, you can call me “love” . Verona will never be the sovereign of my heart. A flower smells good even if you don’t know what is its name. To which star, to which god, I owe his/her {in Italian “suo” is both male and female} look of love? Be Romeo and Juliet’s dream quickly realized! To which star, to which god, I owe his immense splendor? They’ll smile in the sky for Juliet and Romeo.
