Tra voi, belle, brune e bionde. Si nsconde giovinetta vaga, vezzosa... Dal labbro rosa, me m'aspetta? Sei tu quella, bionda stella? Dillo a me! Palesatemi il destino, e il divino Viso ardente che m'innamori... Ch'io vegga e... Odori... Eternamente! Sei tu quella, bruna stella? Dillo a me! Between you, beautiful, brown and blonde. It is a vague, witty young woman ... From my pink lip, do you expect me? Are you that, blonde star? Tell me! Let me palestine the fate, and the divine My face burns in love ... To see and ... Smell ... Eternally! Are you that, brunette star? Tell me! Pavarotti's translation, and I am paraphrasing, "I have never seen a woman like that!"
