If you close your eyes,
you will fall asleep,
my sweet little one.
If you close your eyes
and count up to three,
I will always be with you.
But tonight,
I really must leave.
I have another heart to love.
If you close your eyes,
you will fly over a flower.
Goodnight, love.
I wanted to tell you one thing
before growing old—
just one last thing—
it is that I miss you
and that I will continue to miss you.
It is that I miss you,
and only you know it.
But tonight,
I really must leave.
I have another heart to love.
If you close your eyes,
you will sleep on a flower
and, then, goodnight, love.
And it is also fine with me
if it is cold in Bologna.
And that is also fine with me because,
between you and the silence,
I lose myself.
If you just close your eyes,
inside of my mind,
you will always be here.
It is just that this time
I really must leave,
and I have another heart to love.
If you close your eyes,
you will fly over a flower—
a kiss, goodnight, love.
And it is also fine with me
if it is cold at Bologna.
And that is also fine with me because
that is so remarkable.
Yes, that's fine with me.
I said yes—
between you and the silence,
I lose myself.
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I wanted to tell you something—
if it is cold at Bologna.
And that is also fine with me because,
between you and the silence,
I lose myself.