Non Ti Scordar Di Me

The swallows left from my town
Cold and without sun,
Looking for springs of violets,
Nests of love and happiness.
My little swallow left
Without leaving me a kiss,
Without a goodbye she left.

Don't forget about me:
My life is tied to you.
I love you more and more,
In my dream you remain.
Don't forget about me:
My life is tied to you.
There's always a nest in my heart for you.
Don't forget about me!

Don't forget about me!