Today, I have closed my window
and I have been thinking of you.
I wanted to remember you, this morning:
I saw you sited on a sofa
having your coffee,
the children running all over the house.
I asked myself,
Will she be happy?
Where can she be living?
Will she be a woman in love?
I answered myself, no,
because love
is only one day's flower.
I answer myself, no,
because our love
you wouldn't forget.
I answer myself, no,
because it is not easy
to forget it all.
The sound of the rain
separated me from you
and I have remained alone.
The sound of the rain
separated me from you
and I have remained alone.
I don't know why
when I am alone
I still remember you,
perhaps it is that the wine
excites the memory.
As you well know, I got married,
now I am happy,
the children running all over my house,
but, you see,
I don't know why
today, I remembered you
and I wanted to imagine you in love.
I answer myself, no,
because our love
you wouldn't forget.
I answer myself, no,
because it is not easy
to forget it all.
The sound of the rain
separated me from you
and I have remained alone.
The sound of the rain
separated me from you
and I have remained alone.