Estate senza te [English translation]

Castles made of sand that I throw down

on this beach where you used to be.

Summer has arrived but without you,

the sun is burning but not for me.

Who will tell me where is the love that I no longer have.

If you don't return down here, what will I do with myself?

The boat is docked at the pier,

I will set it free.

I will be drifting all by myself,

my love will not be there.

Who will tell me where is the love that I no longer have.

If you don't return down here, what will I do with myself?

Castles made of sand fallen down,

all that's left for me is fantasy.

I draw a face, it's always you,

a wave comes, it takes you away.

Who will tell me where is the love that I no longer have.

If you don't return down here, what will I do with myself?

Who will tell me where is the love that I no longer have.

If you don't return down here, what will I do with myself?

• Artist:Christophe