Sono io la Morte...

I am death and port crown
I am of you all mistress
and what are cruel, are so strong and tough
I do not stop your walls.
I am death and port crown
I do not any of you mistress
and sickle in front of my head you'll have to bend down
and of 'dark death at the hand go.

You're the guest of honor at the ball that we play for you,
puts the sickle and dance round and round:
the space of a dance and then another
and you're not most of the time lady.