Italian text:
Vergine bella, che di sol vestita,
Coronata di stelle, al sommo Sole
Piacesti sí, che ’n te Sua luce ascose,
Amor mi spinge a dir di te parole:
Ma non so ’ncominciar senza tu’ aita,
Et di Colui ch’amando in te si pose.
Invoco lei che ben sempre rispose,
Chi la chiamò con fede:
Vergine, s’a mercede
Miseria extrema de l’humane cose
Già mai ti volse, al mio prego t’inchina,
Soccorri a la mia guerra,
Bench’i’ sia terra, et tu del ciel Regina.

English translation:
Beauteous Virgin, by the sun arrayed,
Crowned with stars by the Sun supreme,
Pleased, indeed, in thee His light to hide;
Love moves me to address my words to thee,
But I know not how to begin without thy aid,
And His who lovingly resided in thee.
I call on thee, who ever dost respond
To all who call in faith.
Virgin, have pity
On the wretchedness of human plight.
Thou hast never turned away, O hear me now.
Help me in my war,
Though I am of earth & thou art Queen of Heaven.