On their virginal step kept on swaying
kept on swaying their musical hair
in the great radiance of the gentle sun
they were three virgins and a single grace
on their virginal step kept on swaying
black and crispy their virginal hair
they were three virgins and a single grace
and six small feet in military march.
Ondulava sul passo virginale
ondulava la chioma musicale
nello splendore del tiepido sole
eran tre vergini e una grazia sola
ondulava sul passo virginale
crespa e nera la chioma musicale
eran tre vergini e una grazia sola
e sei piedini in marcia militare.
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