Tu pálida voz
Homero Manzi
Your Pale Voice
I closed my eyes and hid the pain
I felt your footsteps crossing the afternoon
And my cowardly hands couldn't stop you
My heart cried out for love
And in the silence, your voice echoed
Your voice, dear, distant and lost
Your voice that was mine
Your pale voice
In the desolate nights, shaken by the wind
The cold stars of regret shine
And I fool myself thinking you'll come back again
Retracing the forgetfulness and time
I feel your footsteps returning on the friendly path
I hear you calling my name, filled with mortal fatigue
What's the point if I already know my efforts are in vain
Never
Never
Will you come
I saw you leave, you said goodbye
I trembled with anguish and hid my pain
Then, thinking you wouldn't return
I tried to reach you, and you were no longer mine
My heart bled for love
And in the silence, your voice echoed
Your voice, dear, distant and lost
Your voice, frozen, your pale voice
In the desolate nights, shaken by the wind
The cold stars of regret shine
And I fool myself thinking you'll come back again
Retracing the forgetfulness and time
I feel your footsteps returning on the friendly path
I hear you calling my name, filled with mortal fatigue
What's the point if I already know my efforts are in vain
Never
Never
Will you come