La Fine Di Agosto

It'll come, I know, the end of August
and you'll have to leave this beach behind
and you'll go back to your friends
and you'll forget about me.

What will become of us, of this whole summer,
of me, of you, of us, of the hours we spent,
you'll return to your city
and I'll lose my happiness.

September is already waiting for us,
autumn will come and go,
but I won't be able to, you know,
forget about you.

Oh, how I wish I could stop
the wind that stirs the sea,
I feel it pulling you away
from me.

It'll come, I know, the end of August
and then for me, it'll be the end of everything,
but it won't end, you know it too,
this great love that you give me.

September is already waiting for us,
autumn will come and go,
but I won't be able to, you know,
forget about you.

Oh, how I wish I could stop
the wind that stirs the sea,
I feel it pulling you away
from me.

It'll come, I know, the end of August
and then for me, it'll be the end of everything,
but it won't end, you know it too,
this great love that you give me.

But it won't end, you know it too,
this great love that you give me!