Maledetta Primavera

Desire to hold you and then
White wine flowers and old songs
And we laughed at ourselves
What a mess it was, cursed spring

What remains of an erotic dream if
Upon waking up it became a poet
If empty-handed without you
I no longer know how
As if it wasn't love
If by mistake
I close my eyes and think of you

If to fall in love again
You will return, cursed spring
What a mess if
To fall in love only takes an hour
What was the rush, cursed spring
What was the rush if it hurts only me?

What remains inside of me?
Of caresses that don't touch the heart
Stars there's only one
That can give me
The measure of a love
If by mistake
You close your eyes and think of me

If to fall in love again
You will return cursed spring
What does it matter if
To fall in love only takes an hour
What was the rush, cursed spring
What was the rush
Cursed like me

Let me do
As if it wasn't love
But by mistake
You close your eyes and think of me

What does it matter if
To fall in love only takes an hour?
What was the rush, cursed spring?
What was the rush
We know it, you and I!
Cursed spring