Madonnina dai riccioli d'oro [English translation]

A handsome shepherd carved her in a fir trunk,

at the altar of that chapel overlooking the valley,

then someone painted her with colors and brushes,

now she is the symbol of every traveler passing by.

Refrain:

      Our little Lady with golden curls,

      you are praying for tell me who,

      for the man who sweats in a field,

      for the woman who has suffered long time.

        In the summer you're there under the sun,

      in the winter - in frost and snow,

      in the spring’s warmth,

      surrounded by flowers are you.

        In direct line with Heaven,

      you give comfort to the sick and a smile,

      please ask your Son, tell him that

      we are Christians and we are your children.

An autumn morning I passed on the green path,

our Lady with golden curls was not there: mystery.

From the empty niche, that sweet treasure was missing,

a traveler who passes by cannot pray any more.

        {Refrain}

Little shepherd, painter in the past,

there is an urgent need for you,

come back to redo for us

our Lady with golden curls.

        In direct line with Heaven,

      you give comfort to the sick and a smile,

      please ask your Son, tell him that

      we are Christians… and we are your children! ...

• Artist:I Girasoli