Arroyo de mi infancia
Salvatore Adamo
Stream of my childhood
Tell me about my childhood
Blue stream
When I ran eagerly
Because of your restlessness
Tell me about my delusions
From that tender age
About the color of those lilies
That will never wither
Tell me about the Sundays
That I entrusted to you
With the tremor of affection
My paper dreams
Tell me simply
About that first love
That always lived innocently
Tell me if it lasted forever...
Tell me about my childhood
Blue stream
When I ran eagerly
Because of your restlessness
Run, run my childhood
Seeking to remember
That it's playing, without rewards
Because it won't come back
Gale, who indifferently
Left me by his hand
I cry silently
For the one who hurt me
The rose bushes and those fields
That I crossed
Upon arrival, I ask
Why did she hurt me, why?
Tell me about my childhood
Blue stream
When I ran eagerly
Because of your restlessness...
I fell from a white dream
And woke up a man
Heart, I rise now
And blame the water...
