A little villa
in art nouveau,
I was a brat, she was a child,
we used to play all day long,
but every night in the middle
of my childhood's dream,
She left me alone at the gate
"Bye Pierino, bye Ninì".
Closed gate,
which never saw me smiling,
Ancient gate
in front of which I always waited,
With my bummed out heart
which is as sad as me.
And waiting
all your house was getting asleep,
but in the shade of anything else there was
my vivid hope
to see you again,
And you, the one who I loved
Behind those closed windows stared at me,
And you loughed of my innocent love
You loughed of my sincerity.
Closed gate, that's like this the life without a smile
That's how it is your heart, that didn't understand
my bummed out love that can't forget you.
Closed gate,
that's how it is the life without a smile
That's how it is your heart, that didn't understand
my bummed out love that can't forget you.
Closed gate,
life is sad for who has waited for so long
Behind a closed gate.