Colpa mia [English translation]

From a friend to a little more- high society

with the air of the 19th century, like an emperor.

How boring it is to stay here? How long will it last?

Old people, dazed people- if this keeps going, I'll fall asleep.

How I am, I don't know, how do you think I am

without my sweaters and my Indian tunics?

What nostalgia from jeans, nothing rock and roll,

you steal a kiss from me, then you say "I've been tired for a little"

Chorus:

It's my fault I love you,

it's my fault,

It's my fault that I always follow you,

it's my fault.

But why, why don't we go

get out of here and change our clothes.

I want to be with you,

alone with you.

But why, why don't you understand

the anger I have that shocks you.

I want to have you to myself,

only for myself.

From a friend to something more - high society,

Butlers in black and shining for millions.

What a nuisance to stay here! How long will it last?

I have a better idea- let's go home, you'll get it later.

Chorus:

It's my fault I love you,

it's my fault,

It's my fault that I always follow you,

it's my fault.

But why, why don't we go

get out of here and change our clothes.

I want to be with you,

alone with you.

But why, why don't you understand

the anger I have that shocks you.

I want to have you to myself,

only for myself.

• Artist:Mina
• Album:Singolare (1976)