Remembranza
Mario Battistella
Remembrance
How long the weeks are
When you're not close to me
I don't know what superhuman forces
Give me courage away from you
The light of my hope is dead
I'm like a castaway at sea
I know I'm getting lost in the distance
But I can't resign myself
Ah
How sad it is to remember
After so much love
That happiness that passed
The flower of an illusion
Our passion withered
Ah
Forget my disdain
Return, sweet love
To our love
And our affection will bloom again
Like that flower
In our warm and pink room
Everything remained as before
And in every decoration, in every thing
I still see you like yesterday
Your photo on the little table
A credential of my pain
And that hydrangea already withered
That was the song of our love