More songs by Achille Lauro
Description
Love didn't end with a scream, but with the sound of a door closing. Everything seems clear, but there's a strange aftertaste, as if a draft just blew through and the room got colder. There was neither despair nor pleading in his voice, just a tired "okay." That stage when you're not looking for someone to blame, but simply realise the play is over and you can turn off the lights. There's a touch of madness in this rhythm, the madness of a person who still feels but is already letting go. He doesn't break, he doesn't tear, he just leaves with the quiet dignity that comes when there's nothing left to prove. And she... she seems to be already looking for next March, the next "maybe it will work out." But who said March is even going to arrive?
Lyrics and translation
Original
Te ne vai come non fosse niente, come non fossi te.
Te ne vai quando non c'è più niente, più niente di me.
Te ne vai, sbatti la porta intanto.
Ho capito, già te ne stai andando.
Dici tanto, ormai per te non piango più. Falli te.
Che ne sai? Non ti hanno mai detto di no.
Tu che non sai che cosa sono e non si può.
Te ne vai come io fossi niente, come fosse che. . .
Te ne vai perché non c'è più niente da prendere.
Te ne vai come ci fosse un altro, come se ti stesse già aspettando, come se esistesse qualcun altro uguale a me.
Che ne sai? Non ti hanno mai detto di no.
Tu non hai mai pianto e non sai che cosa sono e non si può.
Te ne freghi tanto.
No, non lo sai cosa vuoi, cosa stai cercando.
No, non è mai, non è noi. Ti rinnamorerai a marzo.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh. Il 16 marzo.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
Il 16 marzo.
Me ne vado come fossi pazzo, sì, pazzo di te.
Me ne vado perché un po' ne ho voglia, un po' perché.
Perché per te l'amore dura un anno, perché te sai solo cancellarlo.
Vuoi solo chi non ti sta cercando più, come me.
Che ne sai? Non ti hanno mai detto di no.
Tu non hai mai pianto e non sai che cosa sono e non si può.
Te ne freghi tanto.
No, non lo sai cosa vuoi, cosa stai cercando.
No, non è mai, non è noi. Ti rinnamorerai a marzo.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
Il 16 marzo. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
Il 16 marzo.
Il 16 marzo.
English translation
You leave like it's nothing, like it's not you.
You leave when there's nothing left, nothing left of me.
You leave, slam the door in the meantime.
I get it, you're already leaving.
You say so much, I no longer cry for you. Make them yourself.
What do you know? They never told you no.
You who don't know what they are and you can't.
You leave as if I were nothing, as if it were. . .
You leave because there's nothing left to take.
You leave as if there were someone else, as if he was already waiting for you, as if there was someone else like me.
What do you know? They never told you no.
You have never cried and you don't know what they are and you can't.
You care so much.
No, you don't know what you want, what you're looking for.
No, it's never, it's not us. You will fall in love again in March.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh. March 16th.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
March 16th.
I'm leaving like I'm crazy, yes, crazy about you.
I'm leaving because partly I feel like it, partly because.
Because for you love lasts a year, because you only know how to erase it.
You only want those who are no longer looking for you, like me.
What do you know? They never told you no.
You have never cried and you don't know what they are and you can't.
You care so much.
No, you don't know what you want, what you're looking for.
No, it's never, it's not us. You will fall in love again in March.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
March 16th. Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
March 16th.
March 16th.