Tomorrow, again
tomorrow he is coming over here
hoping
to find my loving arms.
He's coming back believing
that in his absence
I've been living
just for him to this day.
I had sworn to him
to keep his love
and to be faithful to him
to the end.
And I must tell him
the truth.
Tomorrow...
What a shame! Tomorrow
when I see him,
because I know how big and sincere
his love for me is.
Tomorrow, even knowing
How he's gonna suffer,
I can't mislead him.
It's better not to pretend.
I had sworn to him
to keep his love
and to be faithful to him
to the end.
And I must tell him
the truth.
Tomorrow...
Tomorrow he must know
that it's all over,
what was once so immense
between him and me .
Tomorrow, inescapably,
when I get back,
I must for his good come clean
that my love for him has vanished.
I know it's hard to be honest
but I can't mislead him:
It's nobler
to bear the pain.
I had sworn to him
his love to keep
and to be faithful to him
to the end.
And I must tell you
the truth.
Tomorrow...
Tomorrow,
I'll see him before long,
tomorrow...