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Postcard from Hong Kong

Postcard from Hong Kong
I will not receive,
this I already know.
You told me 'I will write'
but you already knew
other truths.
 
No letters for me.
Speculate why
it will not dissolve:
that fog over you,
over your city
seven hours ago.
 
How long eternity is!
It is a night that
no one will finish.
What will I make up,
what will I sing
to dream again?
 
So do you ever
think about that love
of the boy who
surprised you?
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 
~~~~~
 
Postcard from Hong Kong:
I will not wait,
whether you believe it or not.
Perhaps you already give another
kisses in Shanghai
and do not think of me.
 
How long eternity is!
It is a promise that
will not come true.
What will I write,
what will I sing
to still hope?
 
So do you ever
think about that love
of the boy who
enchanted you?
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 
Perhaps at least a bit,
if I receive
kisses from Hong Kong.
 

A Hundred Bells

Tonight, do not say it to me,
the one whose heart you have bewitched.
The truth hurts.
Leave me this vision to hope.
 
Ding-dong, ding-dong, my love.
A hundred bells are saying no
but you, but you, my love,
if you have left me again, do not say it.
 
No, do not say it, do not speak.
Are you a woman or a witch? Who knows?
I have only one hope left,
one hope of what I was.
 
Ding-dong, ding-dong, my love.
A hundred bells are saying no
but you, but you, my love,
if you have left me again, do not say it.
 
No, do not say it, do not speak.
Are you a woman or a witch? Who knows?
I have only one hope left,
one hope of what I was.
 
Ding-dong, ding-dong, my love.
Even the witches told me no
but you, but you, my love,
if you bewitched me, tell me yes.
 

One Guitar, a Hundred Illusions

One guitar, a hundred illusions
and you in my eyes.
They were days that, for our love,
just a bit of sun was enough.
 
Today when life
can give me so much,
I am realizing that I have nothing
if you are not with me.
 
One guitar, a hundred illusions
and me in your dreams.
When I sang 'I Had a Heart'
you alone told me 'Bravo!'
 
Today when people
always smile at me,
my guitar becomes sad
and cries along with me.
 
Life of my life, where are you?
If only you knew the wrong you do to me!
Today when I can give you what you want,
you are not here—why, but why?
 
One guitar, a hundred illusions
and me in your dreams.
When I sang 'I Had a Heart'
you alone told me 'Bravo!'
 
Today when people
always smile at me,
I am realizing that I have nothing
if you are not with me.
 
My guitar becomes sad
and cries along with me.
 

I Love and Will Love You

If you, after having loved in vain,
no longer want to love anyone
because you forgot even me.
 
If you no longer want to love anyone,
come to hold the hand
that bound you once to me.
 
The tears that I have shed for you
are tears of love because:
 
I love you.
I love and will love you.
Hopelessly I will love you
as long as the world has life,
as long as the sun has light,
as long as I live
because I want to have you for myself alone
forever,
forever,
forever
for myself alone.
 
I love you.
I love and will love you.
Hopelessly I will love you
as long as the world has life,
as long as the sun has light,
hopelessly I will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
 
~~~~~
 
I love you,
I love you,
my love.
 
And I love you.
I love and will love you.
Hopelessly I will love you
as long as the world has life,
as long as the sun has light,
hopelessly I will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
(I love and will love you.)
I love and will love you.
 

Too Many Times

(Hey!)
(Hey!)
(Hey!)
 
How many times, too many times (hey!),
ever the answer no (hey!),
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you.
 
How many nights, too many nights (hey!),
I have thought that (hey!)
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you.
 
Now perhaps you will look for me—
look for me (hey-hey!).
Too late you realized that,
that you—
 
how many times, too many times (hey!),
ever the answer no,
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you.
 
~~~~
 
Now perhaps you will look for me—
look for me (hey-hey!).
Too late you realized that,
that you—
 
how many times, too many times (hey!),
ever the answer no (hey!),
now that you have told me yes,
I no longer care about you—
I no longer care about you—
I no longer care about you!
 
(Hey-hey hey-hey-hey!)
 

When I Lose You

When I lose you
in the poison of a goodbye,
from the corner of darkness will appear
a smile like yours.
 
When I lose you,
crucifixion for a reason,
this sky will have the color of longing
and it will collapse on top of me.
 
My caresses without any sadness,
I want you more than ever.
Hence it was a jealous love
that cuts me wherever you go.
 
This love that holds me in captivity,
I want it more than ever.
I am waiting without any longer running away
from the sentence that you give me.
 
When I lose you
sliding down to the heart
accused of melancholy,
only then I will have you.
 
When I lose you
in the poison of a goodbye,
from the corner of darkness will appear
a smile like yours.
 
When I lose you,
crucifixion for a reason,
this sky will have the color of longing
and it will collapse on top of me.
 
When I lose you.
 
When I lose you.
 

My Child

My child, in your eyes,
there is my destiny
and your hand can guide me
through all worry.
 
My child, your mom is already
with another man
and will not search, will not return
in vain.
 
I even feel that there is a bit of her around
and in the kitchen there is still coffee.
I want to note down where she had everything
but all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me—
all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me.
 
My child, in your eyes,
you make big lakes.
The blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow.
 
~~~~~
 
I even feel that there is a bit of her around
and in the kitchen there is still coffee.
I want to note down where she had everything
but all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me—
all is like this,
strange like this,
sad for me.
 
My child, in your eyes,
you make big lakes.
The blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow.
Blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow.
Blue mountains can be the same.
It's our tomorrow. (tomorrow)
Blue mountains can be the same. (tomorrow)
It's our tomorrow. (tomorrow)
(tomorrow)
(tomorrow)
(tomorrow)...
 

The Dawn and the Sunset

The dawn has certain things though
that the sunset does not imagine.
Every day is a page
in a book that you will write.
 
The enthusiasm of a young man
is something that contaminates
and penetrates your soul
but, over time, then it goes away.
 
Years and centuries will pass away.
They will pass away in an instant.
A thousand years you are comfortable,
a thousand loves for you.
 
Feel free to believe in fairy tales
but make sure you have me.
Do not make it happen
that I steal the dreams that you make.
 
~~~~~
 
In the mosaic of mankind
every single moment
is a piece that you put in yourself.
Believe me—
believe me.
 
I revealed myself
a thousand times to accomodate you.
Do not depend on age alone
and the law of time, you know.
 
The sunset knows things that
the dawn does not imagine now
and every life that you will seek,
remember it depends on you.
 
But you will see that you will make it,
yes, you,
yes,
you will make it.
 

Green

Green—
the land that I left.
I was looking for something that is not there.
Green—
the meadow where now
you will walk alone
and look for someone who is not there.
 
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
One day you will see,
one day you will see,
one day you will see
that I will be in the highest meadow.
 
Green—
the sea that I passed through
like many, many dreams deep in my heart.
Green—
the meadow where you
will wait for me and where you know
one day I will come back to you.
 
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
One day you will see,
one day you will see,
one day you will see
that the meadow will be always
 
green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
hope for us is green.
Green—
duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-da-da-doo.
 

When the Sun is Hot

When the sun is hot here at the beach,
I feel you body tremble next to me.
It's your heartbeat, it's your face, it's your hair,
my delerium, I shudder, oh-oh-oh!
 
When the sun is hot here at the beach,
I feel you body tremble next to me.
It's your heartbeat, it's your face, it's your hair,
my delerium, I shudder, oh-oh-oh!
 
When the sun is hot—
when the sun is hot—
 
~~~~~
 
When the sun is hot here at the beach,
I feel you body tremble next to me.
It's your heartbeat, it's your face, it's your hair,
my delerium, I shudder, oh-oh-oh!
 
When the sun is hot—
when the sun is hot—
when the sun is hot—
sun—
sun—
till we meet again!
 

The Time to Die

Lord!
Oh Lord!
 
Motorcycle!
10 Horsepower!
All chrome!
It's yours if you say yes!
It cost me a life,
for nothing would I give it away
but I have a lovesick heart
and I know I would heal.
 
Don't say no!
Don't say no!
Don't say no!
Don't say no!
I know that you love another
but what can I do about it?
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you.
Tonight!
Now!
Yes!
 
I just need the time to die
in your arms like this.
Tomorrow you can forget, tomorrow—
but now, now tell me yes!
 
Don't say no! (No, no!)
Don't say no! (No!)
Don't say no! (No, no, no!)
Take everything I have! (Take it all, take it!)
I just need time to die (in your arms)
in your arms like this (in your arms).
Tomorrow you can forget, tomorrow—
but now, now tell me yes! (Tell me yes!)
Now tell me yes! (Yes, yes!)
Now tell me yes! (Yes!)
Now tell me yes! (Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!)
 
~~~~~
 
Oh, don't say no! (No, no!)
Don't say no! (Don't say no!)
Don't say no! (Don't say!)
Don't say no! (I know!)
I know that you love another
but what can I do about it?
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you (I want to love you)—
because I want to love you (I want to love you)—
yes—I want to love you (I want to love you)—
yes—to love (I want to love you).
Tonight! (Tonight!)
Now! (Now!)
Yes! (Yes, yes, yes, yes!)
 
I just need the time to die
in your arms like this.
Tomorrow you can forget, tomorrow—
but now, now tell me yes!
 
Oh, now tell me yes!
Oh, now tell me yes! Yeah!
Now tell me yes!
Now tell me yes!
I know that you love another
but what can I do about it?
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you.
 
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you.
 
I am a desperate man
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
because I want to love you—
no, because I want to love you—
because I want to love you, oh-oh-oh—
because I want to love you—
oooooh, because I want to love you.
Oh, sock it to me girl!
To love!
C'mon now!
To love!
Yeah!
 

Songs Out-of-Tune

I sing only with several friends
when we are at home and have drunk.
Don't think that we have forgotten you—
just last night, we were talking about you.
 
While walking home, my thoughts came back to you.
In bed, I turned around and said nothing
and I thought back to your voice so fresh and unique
that gave our group something special.
 
Enrico who plays, his wife makes up the choir.
Giovanni always listens, out-of-tune as he is.
Songs of love that still do good for the heart.
We are tired but content—
if you close your eyes, perhaps you hear us as well from there.
 
Another Sunday, we went to the lake.
I even caught a large pike that looked like a dragon.
Then, that evening on the train, we sang softly
the American song you sang.
 
Songs out-of-tune, words always slightly wrong.
Remember how many evenings passed this way.
 
Songs of love that still do good for the heart.
We almost always say sometimes no.
 
Songs of love that still do good for the heart.
We are tired but content—
if you close your eyes, perhaps you hear us as well from there.
 
Songs out of tune, words always slightly wrong.
Remember how many evenings passed this way—
this way
 

Ten Girls for Me

I saw a man who died for love.
I saw another who no longer had tears.
No knife can ever hurt you more
than a great love that holds onto your heart.
 
Ten girls for me might be enough.
Ten girls for me I want to forget.
Blond hair to caress
and red lips upon which to die.
Ten girls for me, for me alone.
 
One of them I want because she is a good dancer.
One of them I want because she does not yet know what love means.
Eh, one of them only because
she has been with everyone but me.
Ten girls like that, who just say yes!
 
I would like to know who said I no longer live without you.
Crazy, that's really crazy because perhaps he doesn't know
that I can have one for the day and one for the night
but that crazy guy knows me because he spoke the truth.
 
Ten girls for me might be enough.
Ten girls for me I want to forget.
Blond hair to caress
and red lips upon which to die.
Ten girls for me, for me alone.
 
I would like to know who said I no longer live without you.
Crazy, that's really crazy because perhaps he doesn't know
that I can have one for the day and one for the night
but that crazy guy knows me because he spoke the truth.
 
Ten girls for me—
ten girls for me—
ten girls for me
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you—
but I die for you.
 
Yeah!
 

Loneliness

Loneliness is fear,
is not having you even in the imagination.
Loneliness enters little by little and then—
then it never leaves you.
 
The loneliness that you left me
of things that I no longer say or give,
of this love then of this nostalgia
and I no longer speak.
 
Only now do I know
things you tried
when it was I who went away.
If you would come back here just for a moment,
you would not leave anymore.
 
Loneliness is her waiting for me
and already ready for Sunday.
We go to the cinema and we live there I know,
speaking a bit about ourselves.
 
~~~~~
 
Only now do I know
things you tried
when it was I who went away.
If you would come back here just for a moment,
you would not leave anymore.
 
Loneliness is her waiting for me
and already ready for Sunday.
We go to the cinema and we live there I know,
speaking a bit about ourselves.
 

The Things I Don't Have

One city, one hundred cities.
I would like all of the world just for myself.
I wish I could be a king
to have everything I do not have.
I do not have,
I do not have
a dime to spend on you
but there is not,
no, there is not
anyone in the world more valuable
than you to me
now that I have you.
 
~~~~~
 
I wish I could be a king
to have everything I do not have.
I do not have,
I do not have
a dime to spend on you
but there is not,
no, there is not
anyone in the world more valuable
than you to me
now that I have you.
 

Alone Like Me

What a mistake you make by not looking back!
Do you pretend that I no longer exist?
It hurts, you know, it never pays off
and you will hold nothing in your hands.
Alone, alone, alone, alone,
alone like me.
 
What a mistake you make to believe that love
is to wait and then it no longer waits for you.
And it's not that you will be wrong—
tears will no longer be enough.
Oh, alone, alone, alone, alone,
alone like me.
 
Go on, come here, let's no longer think about it.
In time, you will forgive me.
Together with me, if you want it,
we would have the world in our hands.
 
What a mistake you make if you do not return!
I am here waiting for you.
It no longer hurts, no longer needed.
This is the last chance for the two of us.
And alone, alone, alone, alone,
no longer alone.
 
~~~~~
 
Go on, come here, let's no longer think about it.
In time, you will forgive me.
Together with me, if you want it,
we would have the world in our hands.
 
What a mistake you make if you do not return!
I am here waiting for you.
It no longer hurts,no longer needed.
This is the last chance for the two of us.
And alone, alone, alone, alone,
no longer alone.
 
Alone, alone, alone, alone,
no longer alone.
 
Alone, alone, alone, alone,
no longer alone.
 
Alone, alone, alone, alone,
no longer alone...
 

And Now

And now
you will close your eyes
and you will fall asleep.
The world will stop
between your eyelashes and then
you will cross the threshold
of your dreams.
 
And, in the meantime,
as always I
will not even be there.
The light will go out.
Goodbye, my darling,
I love you, do not awaken.
I go away.
 
It's futile
that, without being let down,
the fairy tale for us
ends here.
Your blue prince
is slipping out
and so tired he does not find the rhyme
to another poem.
 
My love,
you cannot live this way
if to live
and to love you so much and then,
as soon as you close your eyes,
I turn around and walk away,
muttering an apology,
inventing a new lie.
 
And now
you will close your eyes
and you will fall asleep.
The world will stop
between your eyelashes and then
you will cross the threshold
of your dreams.
 
~~~~~
 
As soon as you close your eyes,
I turn around and walk away,
muttering an apology,
inventing a new lie.
 
It's futile
that, without being let down,
the fairy tale for us
ends here.
Your blue prince
is slipping out
and so tired he does not find the rhyme
to another poem.
 
And now.
 
And now.
 

And Now

And now
you will close your eyes
and you will fall asleep.
The world will stop
between your eyelashes and then
you will cross the threshold
of your dreams.
 
And, in the meantime,
as always I
will not even be there.
The light will go out.
Goodbye, my darling,
I love you, do not awaken.
I go away.
 
It's futile
that, without being let down,
the fairy tale for us
ends here.
Your blue prince
is slipping out
and so tired he does not find the rhyme
to another poem.
 
My love,
you cannot live this way
if to live
and to love you so much and then,
as soon as you close your eyes,
I turn around and walk away,
muttering an apology,
inventing a new lie.
 
And now
you will close your eyes
and you will fall asleep.
The world will stop
between your eyelashes and then
you will cross the threshold
of your dreams.
 
~~~~~
 
As soon as you close your eyes,
I turn around and walk away,
muttering an apology,
inventing a new lie.
 
It's futile
that, without being let down,
the fairy tale for us
ends here.
Your blue prince
is slipping out
and so tired he does not find the rhyme
to another poem.
 
And now.
 
And now.
 

I Return to You

Today is a day that will not return.
The problems pass by with the time.
I, who waste time on the TV,
am no longer here, alone inside of myself,
with the sense of no longer finding myself.
 
And now between tears that you will not understand,
I search through photos that I never took.
I close my eyes, turn off the TV.
With my big no, I'll do it later
with the sense of no longer finding yourself.
 
I will go (I will go),
I will go away from here (and from me)
until I see the sun light up again
and the breath it will make (the sigh it will make),
the rain that the city sweats.
I dream that I will return to you—
I will run to you.
 
Tomorrow is another day that will not return
and your indifferent dreams pass by.
Like my days before the television,
they hope that you no longer feel them.
You close your heart and you will no longer feel it.
 
I will go, yes, I will go from here.
Today I will look for you but you call out to me.
As long as you watch my sun light up again,
I will believe that in the end I will return to you.
 
If no one changes further,
if no one changes—
nothing can save your illusion.
You know it.
I know it (I know it)—
I know it.
 

I Return to You

Today is another day and he will not return.
The problems pass with the days.
I, who waste my time in front of the TV,
no longer am alone inside of myself,
with the sense of no longer wanting one another.
 
And now your regrets that you will not understand
I search among the photos that I have never taken.
I close my eyes and turn off the TV,
my big no's, my 'then I'll do it''s
with the sense of no longer finding yourself.
 
I will go away (I will go away)
I will go away from here (away from here)
as long as I see the sun light up
and the breath that knows (the breath that knows)
the rain that the city sweats—
as long as I believe I will return to you—
I run to you.
 
Tomorrow is another day and she will not return.
Your dreams pass by like the days.
They are as indifferent as the TV
and wait until you no longer feel them.
You close your heart and you no longer see them.
 
I will go away,
I will go away from here.
I will search for you.
I will search for you but you call out to me
as long as you see my sun light up—
as long as I believe I know that I return to you.
 
If no one ever changes,
no one can save you
but you know (but you know)—
who you know (you know who).
You know it.
 

Little College Girl

Dear little college girl,
you can never hear my voice.
When I sing to you,
you sleep and cannot listen to
the words that I would like
to dedicate to you alone.
 
Dear little college girl,
I do not know that you are crying—I know you do not.
But do not cry because
one day surely you will find
the one who knows—but my eyes
speak to you alone.
 
And when you forget
but cry no longer,
I will sing to you again,
little girl, like this.
 
Dear little college girl,
if you feel very sad this evening,
no, do not cry because
one day surely you will find
the one who knows—but my eyes
speak to you alone.
 
And when you forget
but cry no longer,
I will sing to you again,
little girl, like this.
 
Dear little college girl,
if you feel very sad this evening,
no, do not cry because
one day surely you will find
the one who knows—but my eyes
speak to you alone.
 

Sing If You Want to Sing

How beautiful you are, Rome,
how beautiful you are, Rome, in the springtime.
The Tiber serves you, the Tiber serves you like a belt,
Saint Peter's and the Campidoglio like bedding.
How beautiful you are, Rome,
how beautiful you are, Rome, in the early evening.
Spin if you want to spin.
Sing if you want to sing.
 
From here to there to the river,
from here to there to the river, there is a star.
And you cannot look at it
and you cannot look at it, so much does it shine.
And this is my Rome, my beautiful Rome,
from here to there to the river,
from here to there to the river, there is a star.
Spin if you want to spin.
Sing if you want to sing.
 
How beautiful you are, Rome,
how beautiful you are, Rome, in the springtime.
The Tiber serves you, the Tiber serves you like a belt,
Saint Peter's and the Campidoglio like bedding.
How beautiful you are, Rome,
how beautiful you are, Rome, in the early evening.
Spin if you want to spin.
Sing if you want to sing.
 
From here to there to the river,
from here to there to the river, there is a star.
And you cannot look at it
and you cannot look at it, so much does it shine.
And this is my Rome, my beautiful Rome,
from here to there to the river,
from here to there to the river, there is a star.
Spin if you want to spin.
Sing if you want to sing.
 

You Will Find (What You Seek)

You will find what you seek only in me,
only in me who for so long waits for you.
I will tell you the words that you want
and that so far no one has ever said.
 
You will find that need only in me,
only in me for I live without you.
No one can find
a step into my heart
if I never have you.
 
When you favor me
to live next to you,
it will light up my face
and I will find the way
to reach you.
 
And you will see that life then will be
happier only together with me.
And you will not be able to find
another great love
if you will not be here with me.
 
~~~~~
 
And you will see that life then will be
happier only together with me.
Eh, eh, and you will not be able to find
another great love
if you will not be here with me.
 
And you will not be able to find
another great love
if you will not be here with me.
 
Do-ooh-oooh-ooh.
 

Sad Little Girl

Sad little girl,
behind that window of yours,
tell me, but what you are thinking?
You are not tired of counting
every day, as you do,
each drop that the rain
brings down.
 
Sad little girl,
write also on your windowpane
all of the dreams that you no longer live.
But, in the dreams you will see,
you can never find
that which you hide
deep in your eyes.
 
Love no longer knocks
since quite some time at your door
where desire falls to pieces
and hope goes away.
 
Sad little girl,
no, do not cry for nothing.
You will see that one day you will find
a boy like me
that will make dream again
a little girl
like you.
 
~~~~~
 
Love no longer knocks
since quite some time at your door
where desire falls to pieces
and hope goes away.
 
Sad little girl,
no, do not cry for nothing.
You will see that one day you will find
a boy like me
who will make dream again
a little girl
like you.
 

The Heart is a Gypsy

I had a wound deep in my heart,
I suffered, I suffered.
I told her it is nothing but I lied,
I cried, I cried.
For you it grows late, it is already night,
do not hold onto me—let me down.
She told me do not look me in the eye,
and she left me, singing this:
 
'Is it my fault if the heart is a gypsy and goes?
It has no chains, the heart is a gypsy and goes and goes
until it finds the greenest pasture that there is.
It will collect the stars onto itself
and it will stop, who knows—
and it will stop.'
 
The other night, I saw her after a year,
she laughed, she laughed.
She held me, she knew that my heart
was beating, beating.
She told me let's be together tonight.
How I wanted to answer yes
but, never looking into her eyes,
I left her, singing this:
 
'Is it my fault if the heart is a gypsy and goes?
It has no chains, the heart is a gypsy and goes and goes
until it finds the greenest pasture that there is.
It will collect the stars onto itself
and it will stop, who knows—
and it will stop.'
 

Mrs. Robinson

Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo
doo-doo doo-doo doo-doo-doo.
Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-dooo doo-doo-doo.
Doo-doo doo-doo doo-doo doo-doo
doo-doo doo-doo doo-doo-doo.
 
Good morning to you, Mrs. Robinson,
when you pray, pray a bit for us.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Lucky you, Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven loves you more than you know.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
 
To be curious and a bit indiscreet, tell me what do you do?
And how do you spend your long days?
How do you see the world from the glasses you wear?
You still dream of it as of your past times.
 
Good morning to you, Mrs. Robinson,
when you pray, pray a bit for us.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Lucky you, Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven loves you more than you know.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
 
Old house where the sun is never seen,
amidst the fake roses and memories,
four gray and old cats live with you.
They will never leave you now.
 
Good morning to you, Mrs. Robinson,
when you pray, pray a bit for us.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Lucky you, Mrs. Robinson,
Heaven loves you more than you know.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
 
Sunday on the sofa you will be good,
talking with your old friends.
You will gossip and laugh as the time goes by.
Your youth will not return.
 
Where will he be, the one who thirty years ago
said the phrases that you never forget?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
The youth is gone,
there is no emptier field now.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
 

Let Us Love One Another So Much

Let us love one another so much, my love.
Your heart tells you not to leave me anymore.
Hold me tight, do not say goodbye,
because I do not live if I lack you.
 
If you can forget the kisses that I gave you,
remember the ones that you gave to me.
That day at the Lungotevere,
you swore eternal love.
Let us love one another so much—but even more.
 
~~~~~
 
Hold me tightly, do not say goodbye,
because I do not live if I lack you.
 
If you can forget the kisses that I gave you,
remember the ones that you gave to me.
That day at the Lungotevere,
you swore eternal love.
Let us love one another so much—but even more.
Let us love one another so much—but even more.
 

Love, I Miss You

The roses were already blooming,
the winter was growing pale
and I went away.
That day I remember that
I still loved you
but I left you.
 
At first you no longer knew
whether to live or die
but, after a while,
you returned to live again
because no one is an angel
such as you are.
 
Our house is small
but you kept it in order
just for me.
You lived alone and sad but
had hope
inside of you.
 
And the months now passed
and you turned pale
more and more
until that bright day
you found a letter
written by me.
 
'Love, I miss you
but I will not return.
Love, I miss you,
wait if you wish.'
 
One day in December now—
at this point you no longer thought of me.
When I returned.
I saw you near the tree
and you smiled right away
upon seeing me.
 
One word was enough that
you would have returned
to my arms
but the morning after
I told you this and then—
then I went away.
 
'I miss you love
but I will not return.
I miss you love,
wait for me no longer.'
 
The roses were already blooming,
the winter was growing pale
and I went away.
The swallows told me that
in that little house
you are no longer there.
 
And it is I who no longer know
whether to live or die
without you.
One word was enough that
you would have returned
to my arms.
 
And it is I who no longer know
whether to live or die
without you.
The roses are dead now,
love, my love,
I will miss you.
 

I Do Not Believe in Your Love

~~~~~ [whistling]
 
I do not believe in your love.
Perhaps you will not understand.
Too many times have I fallen,
slipping into trouble.
 
In profile I see you again,
everything I already have
that I have lived through too many times.
Certainly I will not forget.
 
Swear to me that it will be with you
all different but the truth—
they are words, words
that the wind will disperse.
 
Apple blossom time for you
is to live to die of you—
that I know who you are,
do not know who you are
and how long you will stay.
 
Apple blossom time for me
is the game that pushes me towards you.
Beautiful like this,
I would get lost,
I would get burned
in the fire that you are.
 
~~~~~ [whistling]
 
But I would not have thought still
to find myself here like this
doing the countdown
and maybe saying yes to you.
 
I do not believe in your love
but I wonder where I will go
if looking at your smile
I will not know how to say no.
 
I know not if there is a destiny for us,
if everything passes or never will pass—
to relive the best of my life,
to relive it in us.
 
Apple blossom time for you
is to live to die of you—
that I know who you are,
do not know who you are
and how long you will stay.
 
Apple blossom time for me
is the game that pushes me towards you.
Beautiful like this,
I would get lost,
I would get burned
in the fire that you are.
 
~~~~~
 
Apple blossom time for me
is the game that pushes me towards you.
Beautiful like this,
I would get lost,
I would get burned
in the fire that you are—
in the fire that you are.
 

Sing, Little Girl

You are like me
when I was a child.
You are beautiful and you do not know
all that you have.
 
Sing, little girl,
for the day lasts only a few hours
and, when evening comes, you might discover
that the sun sets and you are left behind.
 
Sing, little girl,
and do not stop crying or thinking
that so much passes, even love,
and, in the end, you remain alone.
 
No, do not do as I did.
Do not do as I did
for now I no longer live.
 
A day is worth a year
and life is worth a moment.
You wake up one morning
and you find you are already a woman.
 
Sing, little girl,
for the day lasts only a few hours
and, when evening comes, you might discover
that the sun sets and you are left behind.
 
Sing, little girl,
and do not stop crying or thinking
that so much passes, even love,
and, in the end, you remain alone.
 
No, do not do as I did.
Do not do as I did
for now I no longer live.
 
Sing, little girl,
for the day lasts only a few hours
and, when evening comes, you might discover
that the sun sets and you are left behind.
 
Sing, little girl,
and do not stop crying or thinking
that so much passes completely, even love,
and, in the end, you remain alone.
 

It Is Pointless to Sit and Wonder

It is pointless to sit and wonder
why I will go away.
It is pointless to sit and wonder
because you will never know.
 
When the rooster sings at dawn
if you look out on the road
you will no longer see me because
I will have already gone from you.
 
It is pointless to turn on the lamp
since you know that I will not come.
It is pointless to turn on the lamp
since you know I will not come back.
 
When the sun goes down on the meadows
if you look out on the road
you will no longer see me because
I will have already gone from you.
 
~~~~~ [whistling]
 
It is pointless to sit and wonder
why I will go away.
It is pointless to sit and wonder
because you will never know.
 
When the rooster sings at dawn
if you look out on the road
you will no longer see me because
I will have already gone from you—
I will have already gone from you—
I will have already gone from you.
 
~~~~~ [whistling]
 

I Owe It To You

I owe it to you, if I can,
to forget about her.
I owe it to you, to your eyes
that have already forgiven me.
 
I have always made you cry
but you smile with me.
It's just even now if you love me,
I owe it to you.
 
I owe it to you, all of the love
that is coming back in me.
I owe it to you—
to you.
 
~~~~~
 
I have always made you cry
but you smile with me.
It's just even now if you love me,
I owe it to you.
 
I owe it to you, all of the love
that is coming back in me.
I owe it to you—
to you.