I approached you and began the longest speech I ever made in English .. I am sure that nearly 90% of it was not even English .. but you appeared to understand all the same, I wish to believe that it has not been only duty and politeness.. then I owned I am shy.. really shy... but you did not believe me.. none so shy would have said what I said about your eyes and about there had been days I stared at you not being able to came close..
so invisible to appear to you as a customer...and still it is true that I am shy and I was shy but I could not wait some days more.. it was my last.. and I wanted you to know that I enjoyed your sweet company even if you did not know about me..
I wanted to tell you and thus I told you..

Your eyes are wonderful Glory .. for they are the mirror of your soul. I hope that next year we shall be again colleagues for four days .. and I promise you that since the first day I will greet you and I will bring for you copy of this tale so that you will remember what happened one year before … which is a few days ago..

And the first one who is suggesting that I stared at other parts of the body of Glory too… he will have to deal with me…

Beppe

Note:
A big thanks to Roberto for the fantastic english translation