Look, how will I tell you
that tonight
you made me cry with your answer?
Because you didn't come,
you didn't come,
you didn't come,
you didn't come.
Look, how will I tell you
that so many times
I wanted to tell you that I loved you?
But you didn't come,
you didn't come,
you didn't come,
you didn't come.
I would like to wait for you until the end.
But now is your turn to come, now is your turn to come.
I would like to wait for you, and because of you I could pretend
that I don't mind having you only on sundays
and loose you for three days the next day.
Anyway, this is the way it is...
You didn't come,
you didn't come,
you didn't come-