Lately a guy named Guido has had his eye on you - he gave you flowers, stood under your window reading something to you and generally showed a lot of attention. everything would be fine, but he’s from the mafia, and his work is never safe; and who even knows his true intentions? And so, one day he again met you on the street and gave you a rose

La mia più bella, la mia più dolce, why don't you just go on a date with me? What else should I do, don’t torment me. I beg you!