Un Fiume Amaro
Iva Zanicchi
A Bitter River
There's a bitter river inside me
The blood of my wound
But even more bitter is the kiss
That on your lips, wounds me still
Long is the beach and long is the wave
The anguish is long, it never passes
And the tears fall on my sin
On my pain, that you don't know
And you don't know what frost is
What is the night without the moon
And not knowing at what moment
Your pain will assail you
