Mani nelle mani [English translation]

And then they pass like this...

You realize when they are gone

And leave you grappled to a trail of memories, of memories

How many are the beautiful days of a love story?

Those that you can't forget

And that you hide within your heart

And that you dust when you're feeling bad...

Hand in hand

I see two naive youngsters

In a world of songs and poetry

Tomorrow, tomorrow it'll be us

But stay for tonight

Don't ask me to make you go away

You are passion and a torment

You are the dawn and the sunset

I wish we were eternal

I wish we could go back to those days

To that trip where we slept in a barn

To that drunk dance in front of the sea

To a room where the sun shone on us

All day long, all around us...

Where do the beautiful days of a love story go to?

Those moments that you no longer can forget

They fall asleep in your heart

And when it's dark

You caress them

Hand in hand

We're two naive youngsters

Still looking for songs and poetry

Tomorrow, it's already tomorrow

Now tell me if you're staying

Or if you're sure you want to walk away

You are passion and a torment

You are the dawn and the sunset

Hand in hand, your hands...

Your hands between my hands...

You are passion and a torment

You are the oath I make...

I wish we were eternal

And with you, return to those days