La stagione del tuo amore [English translation]

The season of your love

is no longer Spring,

but in the days of your Fall,

you have the sweetness of the evening.

If one morning, among your hair,

you will find a bit of snow,

in the garden of your love

I will come and pick snowdrop.

Time passes over time,

but you must not be afraid;

it seems to be running like the wind,

yet time is in no haste.

You cry and laugh like back then,

you laugh and cry and laugh again;

every bit of joy, every bit of sorrow,

you can find them again in the light of one hour.

Time passes over time,

but you must not be afraid;

it seems to be running like the wind,

yet time is in no haste.

You cry and laugh like back then,

you laugh and cry and laugh again;

every bit of joy, every bit of sorrow,

you can find them again in the light of one hour.

• Artist:Fabrizio De André
• Album:La stagione del tuo amore/Spiritual (1970)