Ma a mala pena
                          ristabilita,
                          sei ritornata
                          a quella vita,

                          calma, serena;
                          una mammina,
                          e con la faccia
                          d'una bambina.

                          O Mara Mora,
                          o valorosa,
                          piccola suora,
                          o generosa,

                          O Mara Mora,
                          piccina bella,
                          quanto ho pensato
                          ai tuoi occhi di stella.