Amore mi manchi [English translation]

The roses were already blooming,

the winter was growing pale

and I went away.

That day I remember that

I still loved you

but I left you.

At first you no longer knew

whether to live or die

but, after a while,

you returned to live again

because no one is an angel

such as you are.

Our house is small

but you kept it in order

just for me.

You lived alone and sad but

had hope

inside of you.

And the months now passed

and you turned pale

more and more

until that bright day

you found a letter

written by me.

"Love, I miss you

but I will not return.

Love, I miss you,

wait if you wish."

One day in December now—

at this point you no longer thought of me.

When I returned.

I saw you near the tree

and you smiled right away

upon seeing me.

One word was enough that

you would have returned

to my arms

but the morning after

I told you this and then—

then I went away.

"I miss you love

but I will not return.

I miss you love,

wait for me no longer."

The roses were already blooming,

the winter was growing pale

and I went away.

The swallows told me that

in that little house

you are no longer there.

And it is I who no longer know

whether to live or die

without you.

One word was enough that

you would have returned

to my arms.

And it is I who no longer know

whether to live or die

without you.

The roses are dead now,

love, my love,

I will miss you.

• Artist:Bobby Solo