Il Bosco E La Riva

We still go there, between the woods and the shore,
When the heart is joyful and ideas burn
And once there, between the woods and the shore,
You lose your mind, do you remember us?
We left among flowers and songs,
With saintly faces and wine fit for a king.
We went down there, between the woods and the shore,
The deserted beach, just you and me,
It was all a discovery for you too,
Still inexperienced, maybe more than me.
And you chose, between the woods and the shore,
To eat on the grass and then I don't know anymore,
I know I went crazy without any restraint
For the unripe fruit that you were back then.
Things fell there, between the woods and the shore,
Despite all your will,
The full glasses, what covered you,
Your sixteen years, my naivety.
We left as the sun was dying,
The evening was gray and at home
You stayed just long enough to pack your bags,
Then you ran away and I never saw you again.
I went back there, between the woods and the shore,
The silence was raining and you weren't there;
Time has now proven you right,
The dead season will not return.