(based on the text in Boccaccio's Decameron)
There's a place close at hand that will touch you with its beauty
A lovely vale, hid from view that only ladies will know
Aa-aa, aa-aa-aa, etc
Now the gateway to the vale must be entered by the straight road
And the beauty of the trail overwhelms you as you lie low
Whence there issues forth a fine crystal current that will charm you
And its pleasantness divine exceeds all other things or so I'm told
And the ladies were willing to go
Aa-aa, aa-aa-aa, etc
There are hills to climb... The six hills to climb
Somewhere further up the vale 'twist the cleavage of two mountains
Runs a truly fine can*l into the waters of a cool fountain
And the ladies were swimming below
Aa-aa, aa-aa-aa, etc