I remember this song being sang by my family in Tagliacozzo Italy.

My Brother interpret the song below. Thank You my Brother Pietro. This song is the Tagliacozzo Anthem.

You that has clear eyes, you were born in a small house, zulla terra ( top of Mountain) There’s no one equal to your eyes.
I dream of them, mornings and night. Give me those eyes, only give them to me, without those eyes I feel dead.
Straight as "la ciota " ( The cliff with a cross) or on your chest and like that icenna ( from the valley to the mountain) is your heart, I don't know, but I bet that you were born to make love. On your chest I would like to sleep in, on your chest I would like to die.
For you I left for America and now I will tell you why I'm still there, to become your husband and my wife, and now I don't see the hour that I can come back, strong close embrace with your heart to heart without suffering anymore.

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