Even if in autumn the leaves,
turned yellow, fall off the trees,
and in winter the snow, just like you do,
makes the heart freeze,
in spring the violets will bloom again, and so shall love,
and I live waiting and love you this way.
When you speak to me, my heart fills with such tenderness,
remembering those days, long ago, which were so full of you,
when I look around, in every living thing there is a little bit of you
and watching the indifferent crowd all I can see is you,
but when I hold your hands in mine,
I find my world again and I love you this way.
Even if in autumn the leaves,
turned yellow, fall off the trees,
and in winter the snow, just like you do,
makes the heart freeze,
in spring the violets will bloom again, and so shall love,
and I live waiting and love you this way.
When I look around, in every living thing there is a little bit of you
and watching the indifferent crowd all I can see is you,
but when I hold your hands in mine,
I find my world again and I love you this way.
I love you, I love you this way!
I love you, I love you this way!