Melodramma
Andrea Bocelli
Melodrama
This song of mine
An anthem of love
I sing it to you now
With my pain
So strong, so great
That pierces my heart
But clear is the morning
Among the fields, the scent of wine
I dreamt of you and now
I still see you there
Oh, how much nostalgia
Fresco of the hill
I cry, what madness
It was to then leave
This melody
An anthem of love
I sing it to you and feel
All my pain
So strong, so great
That pierces my heart
But clear is the morning
Among the fields, a great mill
There my destiny was born
Bitter without you
Bitter without you
And this heart sings
A sweet melodrama
It's the anthem of love
That I will sing for you
It's a melodrama
That I sing without you
Without you