Renoir [English translation]

Planes are to the sky

As ships are to the sea

As the sun on the horizon in the evening

As it's true that I don't want to come back

To an empty and quiet room

Where I wait for a far away lover

And I comb my thoughts with a glass in my hand

Those of you who've seen her leave

You can say how wretched she look

How much wind she had in her hair

Whether she laughed or wept

The morning when she took the train

and sitting by the window

She saw Italy pass at her feet

Playing cards with her own destiny

Now, it's known, times change

Love and sadness come and go

Somewhere there is a warmer room

There surely is a better man

In the meantime I wrote more songs

They rarely talk about her

But it's not true that I lost her

That I've forgotten her, as people say.

• Artist:Francesco De Gregori
• Album:De Gregori (1978)