La dolce vita [English translation]

Every night, restless,

I would rove on my vespa,

wearing my satin vest.

That was the dolce vita.

I looked for adventures

Until the small hours

Thinking that I was Ben Hur

When I rode with one hand

But, some day, I met you

And everything turned new

The Trap had been so easy

You fell down into my lap

We would stroll in the city

That was the dolce vita

That special way of yours when you cuddled yourself

So close, on the lapel of my off-white town-suit,

Couldn't get tired of it.

Even now, in darkness,

I can stlll guess your face

Elsa, Elsa

I don't forget you

Elsa

Why did you have to go!

I never had a clue!

A long Time, I looked

For a way to replace you

And for a few hours, sometimes,

It was the dolce vita.

That special way of yours when you cuddled yourself

So close, on the lapel of my off-white town-suit

Never more I could find it.

But the Sun is setting

On my memory in ruins

Every night, ceaseless,

I tow an old hopelessness

Wearing a chagrin vest

Far from the dolce vita.

That special way of yours when you cuddled yourself

So close, on the lapel of my off-white town-suit,

Wish I could forget it

But in my frozen dr

eams

I still see you again

Elsa, Elsa

Yes, you are still here !

Elsa, Elsa.