With horse's whinnies I arrived.
From your face, so much pleasure I derived.
Tirriti tirrita! beckoned by your glow.
I came as promised, no need to mow.
You never have to be alone, I wouldn't postpone.
Melowing in our fantasy, we must elope.
Although in reality, we would cope.
Run away with me, Mi Victoria!
The crows echoed hosanna!
Otherwise I would neigh, my dreams have come to stay.
With blues of our unity, we can have us a colony. I wouldn't mind if it's felony.
As we race through the wild, my dreams have come to stay.
Seeing that we'll never be apart again.