At daybreak, Florence is beautiful,
It has so much grace,
Like a dream of love.
The lily in your buttonhole
speaks of a faithful love,
and to see you at dawn
Is a joy without equal.
The river Arno is golden
and shimmers in the morning sun,
and to see you reflected in it
It's a feast of the eyes.
Oh Florentine matinee,
you are so beautiful,
and to live in Florence
It is a taste of heaven.