The end of the summer came, my darling,
and with it you will leave me.
Maybe I will never see you again,
but, darling, I will always have hopes.
Tomorrow, when the cicadas sing,
tomorrow, when the sun is hot,
I will, as always, come back to that beach,
to see, my love, that you’re no longer there.
I will look for you in the shadows of the rocks,
I will ask the sand where are you,
I will ask the old man on the way, the sea breeze...
I will ask if they know where you are.
And I will go searching for another place
where nothing would make me remember.
I will go trying to forget...
forget that you will never come back.
Tomorrow, if you came back to me,
I would tell you how much I loved you,
how many times my hands were looking for you
the nights that I cried silently after you.
Don’t think that during the time that has passed by...
Don’t think that I have already forgotten you.
You will see that I haven’t changed, I haven’t forgotten,
tomorrow... if you came back again.
Tomorrow, if you came back again!
If after so much time you also needed me,
I would like to let you know that I love you
each and every day more and more.