Sul fil d'un soffio etesio  
scorrete, agili larve;   
fra i rami un baglior cesio  
d'alba lunare apparve.   
Danzate!  il passo blando       
misuri un blando suon,       
la magiche accoppiando carole        
alla canzon.                          

Erriam sotto la luna             
scegliendo fior da fiore;           
ogni corolla in core             
porta la sua fortuna.              
Coi gigli e le viole        
scriviam de' nomi arcani;     
dalle fatate mani            
germoglino parole...             
parole alluminate di puro argento   
e d'or...                         
carmi e malмe.                         
Le fate hanno, per cifre,           
i fior.             

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On the breath of an etesian breeze
scurry, agile shadows
among the branches a bluish-grey glow
of the rising moon has appeared.
Dance!  And may the gentle steps
measure a gentle sound, [bad word] the magical dances 
with the song.
Let us wander beneath the moon,
choosing flower by flower;
each crown of petals, in its heart,
brings its good fortune.
With the lilies and the violets,
let us write secret names;
from our enchanted hands
may words blossom...
words illuminated by pure silver
and gold...
Magic incantations and charms.
The Faeries have, for alphabet letters,
flowers.