Automatic translation from Italian, under review.
O Mary of Beautiful Love,
O most loving Mother,
sing to me the poem of your love
and I will be inebriated by your beauty.
Tell me, O Virgin,
what you lived
with your only-begotten Son,
share with me your love for him
and I will love him with your heart.
O unfathomable mystery,
O abyss of grace, O Mary!
Mother, Daughter, Bride you are,
dwelling place of the Trinity,
throne of its glory.
In you the Father
took his delight
and you became
Daughter of the Most High.
The Holy Spirit came down upon you
and made you his Bride.
The Word took on in you
human nature
and became your Son.
Daughter of your only Son,
as his bride you followed him
to Calvary and to Glory.
Assumed into heaven,
you work among us:
united to him, in the Spirit
you give birth to his members
who yearn to be united
to their Head and Lord.
O Mary of Beautiful Love,
O most loving Mother,
my Mother and ours.