Via Cavour in quel caffè [English translation]

Via Cavour1 - at that café.

Even an extra sip couldn't

soothe the anxiety

deep inside your eyes.

You kept saying, "No,

he's just a man like any other".

But your pride was not enough;

you're not the first woman, anymore.2

Tear flowers for you,

but now forget about it;

there's always a really bitter kiss,

after a smile.

Tear flowers for you,

but, sadly, what are you gonna do?

You can't have the world in your pocket;

but just don't think about it.

No, don't tell me, "It's better this way";

forget about your pride, right now;

I can see in your eyes

how many dreams have died.

No, it's not fate;

life sometimes gives, sometimes takes.

However, even the time of love

returns, just like the sun.

Tear flowers for you,

but now forget about it;

there's always a really bitter kiss,

after a smile.

Tear flowers for you,

but, sadly, what are you gonna do?

You can't have the world in your pocket;

but just don't think about it.

Via Cavour - at that café.

Even an extra sip couldn't

soothe the anxiety

deep inside your eyes.

Via Cavour - at that café.

Via Cavour - at that café.

Via Cavour - at that café.

...

1. Name of a street. 2. His favourite woman. The first thing in his mind.

• Artist:Umberto Bindi
• Album:Con il passare del tempo (1972)