Una mezza dozzina di rose [English translation]

Half a dozen roses

That die along with me,

A smile that doesn't find the way

If you're not there,

The illusion that you still want

To come back here to me,

The certainty that you won't come back to me.

A bored look

Left on my hair,

A discourse that you never did deep down with me,

An incredible night of love born between us,

A night that never happened again afterward.

I wonder what's missing

For a great love

That begins like a fire

And then, who knows?

I can barely find the time to burn

A burst of flame that will end.

Half a dozen roses

That die along with me,

A head that doesn't resign

And understands that

A minute of glory

Is a minute, and it ends there

It's not said that it lasts more than this.

I wonder what's missing

For a great love

That begins like a fire

And then, who knows?

I can barely find the time to burn

A burst of flame that will end.

Half a dozen roses

That die along with me,

A head that doesn't resign

And understands that

A minute of glory

Is a minute, and it ends there

It's not said that it lasts more than this.