Both of us in Amsterdam,
you and I under the spell
of the mills that expressed the soul.
My nostalgia is well worth a few tears
and nonetheless, we had chosen
to be lovers to the point of insanity
at twenty years old, we lived at night
in Amstersam.
Both of us in Amsterdam,
you and I under the spell
of the mills that expressed the soul.
My nostalgia is well worth a few tears
and nonetheless, we had promised each other
some springtimes under an umbrella
while loving each other to infinity
in Amsterdam.
Amsterdam's blue sky,
My heart is asking for you.
we were great together
on the streets in September.
Amsterdam's blue sky
love disarms me.
I haven't finished my dream
why is the day beginning?
Both of us in Amsterdam,
you and I under the spell
of the mills that expressed the soul.
My nostalgia is well worth a few tears
and nonetheless, we had chosen
to be lovers to the point of insanity
at twenty years old, we lived at night
in Amstersam.
Amsterdam's blue sky,
My heart is asking for you.
we were great together
on the streets in September.
Both of us in Amsterdam,
you and I under the spell
of the mills that expressed the soul.
My nostalgia is well worth a few tears
and nonetheless, we had promised each other
some springtimes under an umbrella
while loving each other to infinity
in Amsterdam.
Amsterdams blue sky
love disarms me.
I haven't finished my dream
why is the day beginning? (x2)