Oh, what will become of me
Tomorrow, when I’ll wake up
If you go away from here
Nothing will be the same
Who will protect you
Who will watch for you
Who will undress you
With whom will you sleep.
In this way, everything will come to its end
Nothing more is worth
Everything that I gave
Everything that I wanted to make
Will not be anymore
Who will hold your hand
Whom will you tell “I love you”
What will become of you
You’ll forget me sooner or later.
Oh, what will become of me
Tomorrow, when I’ll wake up
If you go away from here
Nothing will be the same
Who will protect you
Who will watch for you
Who will undress you
With whom will you sleep
In this way, you’ll go away without listening
And me, without being able to speek
Without being able to live
Without being able to cry
Without being able to pretend
Like an inloved child
Like a slave without his master
Almost dying
I have to go away with the summer.
Good luck, you cursed one
Who baths me
Who accompanies me each day
You’re leaving and in my heart
Remains the sadness
An obstacle in life
A love that doesn’t leave
Because you won’t come back anymore
Because you’re not mine anymore.
Oh, what will become of me
Tomorrow, when I’ll wake up
If you go away from here
Nothing will be the same
Who will protect you
Who will watch for you
Who will undress you