UN RECUERDO, UN RECUERDO, UN RECUERDO

Hoy es mi primer día de alergia.
Sin respirar, sin dormir, ojos llorosos,
dolor de cabeza y de oidos y de odios.
alergia al día, a la primavera, a Italia?
alegría, alergia... alergia a la alegría.
Alegría por mis recuerdos y también alergia a ellos.

She is so beautiful
I've got no words to describe
the way she makes me feel inside
I'm flying solo,
as free and as light as a bird
yet I'd lay my wings down in a moment
to guard and comfort her

She is so beautiful
light-filled, loving and wise,
laughter dancing in her eyes
All my road is before me
and I never did plan on a wife
yet she's the most beautiful soul
I ever have met in this life

For she is like a song
She is like a ray of light
She is like children praying
Like harps and bells and cymbals playing
and she is like a wind
moving, soothing, bringing joy
and here am I
destroyed

She is so beautiful
I don't know what I'm going to do when I leave
except grieve