(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