Andrea Bocelli - Romanza
Gi? la sento,
Gi? la sento morire,
Per? ? calma sembra voglia dormire;
Poi con gli occhi
Lei mi viene a cercare,
Poi si toglie
Anche l'ultimo velo,
Anche l'ultimo cielo,
Anche l'ultimo bacio.
Ah, forse colpa mia,
Ah, forse colpa tua,
E cos? son rimasto a pensare.
Ma la vita,
Ma la vita cos'?
Tutto o niente,
Forse neanche un perch?
Con la mani
Lei mi viene a cercare,
Poi mi stringe,
Lentamente mi lascia,
Lentamente mi stringe,
Lentamente mi cerca.
Ah, forse colpa mia,
Ah, forse colpa tua,
E cos? sono rimasto a guardare.Andrea Bocelli - Romanza - http://motolyrics.com/andrea-bocelli/romanza-lyrics-english-translation.html
E lo chiamano amore,
E lo chiamano amore,
E lo chiamano amore
Una spina nel cuore
Che non fa dolore.
? un deserto
Questa gente
Con la sabbia
In fondo al cuore
E tu,
Che non mi senti pi?
Che non mi vedi pi?
Avessi almeno il coraggio
E la forza di dirti
Che sono con te
(ave maria, ave maria.)
Ah, forse colpa mia,
Ah, forse colpa mia,
E cos? sono rimasto cos?
Son rimasto cos?
Gi? la sento
Che non pu? pi? sentire;
In silenzio
Se n'? andata a dormire,
? gi? andata a dormire.
Andrea Bocelli - Romance (English translation)
Already I can feel her,
Already I can feel her dying,
but she's calm and seems
to want to go sleep;
then with her her eyes
she comes searching for me,
then she takes off
even the last veil,
even the last sky,
even the last kiss.
Ah, maybe it's my fault,
ah, maybe it's your fault,
and I remained like this, thinking.
But life,
what is life
all or nothing,
maybe not even a "why".
With her hands
she comes searching for me,
then she holds me tight,
slowly she leaves me,
slowly she holds me tight,
slowly she seaches for me.
Ah, maybe it's my fault,
ah, maybe it's your fault,
and I remained like this, watching.
And they call this love,Andrea Bocelli - Romanza - http://motolyrics.com/andrea-bocelli/romanza-lyrics-english-translation.html
and they call this love,
and they call this love,
a thorn in the heart
that doesn't even hurt.
It's a desert
these people
with sand
at the bottom of their hearts
and you,
you don't hear me anymore,
you don't see me anymore,
if I could at least have the courage
and strength to tell you
that I'm with you.
(Ave Maria, Ave Maria)
Ah, maybe it's my fault
ah, maybe it's my fault
and I remained like this
I remained like this.
Already I feel
that she can't hear anymore;
in silence
she went away to sleep,
she already went to sleep.