Oh, I would like to sing, Mary, why I love you so Why your sweet name makes my heart throb Why the thought of your supreme greatness Could never bring fear to my soul. If I gazed on you in your sublime glory I could not believe that I am your child O Mary, I would lower my eyes before you! ... Mother full of grace, I know that in Nazareth You lived in poverty wanting nothing more. No rapture, no miracle, no ecstasy Ever embellished your life, O Queen of the Elect! ... On the earth many are those who can Simply raise their eyes to you without trembling Incomparable Mother who chose to walk the ordinary path Guiding us to Heaven... Soon I will hear that sweet harmony Soon I will see you in glorious Heaven You smiled to me in the morning of my life Come and smile to me again... Mother... now that evening is drawing near! ... I no longer fear the splendor of your supreme glory With you I have suffered and now on your lap I would like to sing, Mary, why I love you so And go on saying forever that I am your child! ...