Claudio Picarella - Elle est entrée un jour dans ma vie

Claudio Picarella - She came into my life one day She came into my life one day, hot as the Italian sun, with her heavy golden hair, golden like the wheat of summer! She didn’t let me say “I love you“, I thought she was afraid of herself, and if she realized love, it’d true happiness she was waiting for. I should have insisted a little, I should have, but I did nothing, tell her that she had set on the fire, this fire will never go out. I should have, but I didn’t dare, she is in spring, I’m in my summer, the fire took its toll, we die of love at all ages! She had entrusted me with everything in her life, his favorites and his follies, she spoke to me so freely of her lovers without feelings. She, in my blue water of her eyes, was going to tear up a little, she would have wanted a child, time fled like a torrent! I could have insisted a little, I could have, but I did nothing and say that she had set on fire, this fire will never go out! I should have, but I didn’t dare, she is in spring, I’m in my summer, the fire took its toll, we die of love at all ages!