La Canzone Dell'Amore Perduto

Memories bloomed the violets
with our words:
"we will never leave each other,
never ever"
I would like to tell you the same things now
but how quickly, my love,
the roses wither
just for us.
Love that tears out hair
is lost now.
All that's left are some lazy caresses
and a bit of tenderness.
And when you find in your hand
those withered flowers
under the April sun
now far away, you will miss them.
But it will be the first
you meet on the street,
that you will cover in gold
for a kiss never given,
for a new love
And it will be the first you meet on the street,
that you will cover in gold
for a kiss never given,
for a new love.