Ma che freddo fa [English translation]

In the wintertime the tired sun

goes to bed early,

it can’t take it any more,

it can’t take it any more.

Now the night comes down

with its cold hands on me,

but how cold it is,

but how cold it is!

A caress would be enough

for a girl’s heart

perhaps then, yes,

I would love you.

What is life

without love?

It’s only a tree

that no longer has leaves.

And a wind rises,

a cold wind

(that), like the leaves, it drops down hopes.

But what is this life if you are not there?

I feel like a butterfly

that doesn’t fly over flowers any more,

that doesn’t fly any more,

that doesn’t fly any more.

I got burned by the fire

of you great love that’s already burned out,

but how cold it is,

but how cold it is!

You, boy, disappointed me,

you stole from my face

that smile that

will not come back.

What is life

without love?

It’s only a tree

that no longer has leaves.

And a wind rises,

a cold wind

(that), like the leaves, it drops down hopes.

But what is this life if you are not there?

What is life

without love?

It’s only a tree

that no longer has leaves.

And a wind rises,

a cold wind

(that), like the leaves, it drops down hopes.

But what is this life if you are not there?

You don’t love me any more.

How cold it is!

You don’t come back any more.

How cold it is!

But what is this life if you are not there?