La Casa In Via Del Campo

There was always a song for you
a glass two laughs with us
in the house in Via del Campo
where time sweetly passed
where I laughed loved and many times
I cried
the hours warmed us
sometimes deep in the heart
remained a sad shadow
of regret nostalgia of not being able
to look at the sun in the house in
Via del Campo they reopened the
windows that day the laughs flew
far away a transport company
for those who have died
with white and gold signs
on the third floor where the curtains are
flowered the colors of the lamps
Maria's hair her hands
it would seem now everything is over
in the house in Via del Campo
one night I returned but
it seemed to me to hear
like then those voices
laughing loudly an opening
of doors four night
guitar dead things
I searched long in vain
that light on the third floor
that woman who
also knew how to love
I said now it's all over
in the house in Via del Campo
I don't cry my twenties
and then many times we also cried
but they could leave
everything to rest now that it can never
be sung again I said
to Maria come and drink
my old one a glass to
be able to forget so you see now it's
all over
in the house in Via del Campo
so you see now it's all over
in the house in Via del Campo