Amedeo Minghi "QUALCOSA DI LEI" translated from Italian into English

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This is another sad love song of Amedeo Minghi named "QUALCOSA DI LEI" that was included in the album "I RICORDI DEL CUORE" ("The memories of the heart") that was released in 1992. Another song from my personal memories' drawer... Hope you like it !!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=027o8Fn3QFM

Qualche cosa di lei
C'e'qualcosa di lei che rimane smarrita perche' le sfuggi'
Ora resta mia
Non credo tornera' a riportarla via, credo no...

Le riviste, una lista di cose da fare e disfare perche'
sopra scritto c'e' "meglio dimenticare"
credo rivolto a me, indubbiamente proprio a me...

La boccetta di un certo profumo che esala cosi' come me
Sopra scritto c'e' "nuvole su di te"
e sa di rosa ma
rosa rosa piu' non e'. E'partita...
Con i suoi occhi e lascia la matita
Un poco di rossetto
Un orologio rotto e un fazzoletto
Io credo che in fondo in fondo
Son segni del suo dispetto
Dice "cosi'sei tu che non mi servi piu'..."

Poi c'e'dell'altro...
La scatolina con il borotalco
"Mughetto inebriante bianco"
Che spina qui nel mio fianco...
Dice "cosi'sei tu, polvere e niente piu'..."

Altre cose di lei
In un libro, una foglia, un pensiero d'addio
e un biglietto che
dice rivolto a me
"Eri l'amore mio..."
e poi c'e'...

C'e'dell'altro ancora,
La sottoveste di colore aurora,
fiocchi di cotone
le caramelle al gusto di lampone...
e plastica trasparente
prudente per quando piove
Spero non piovera'
se no si bagnera'...

C'e'un orsetto di pezza,
prima era dolce e adesso mi disprezza,
C'e'un po'di silenzio
ma mi ossessiona il battere del cuore
inchioda per ore ed ore
ritratti del triste amore
Dice "cosi'sei tu, non mi trattieni piu'..."

Oh ma insomma, il mondo e'solo...
E lei non s'e'ricordata di avermi dimenticato
Siamo distratti noi...

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Something of her,
There is something of her that remains lost because she forgot it,
Now it remains mine,
I don't believe she will come back to take it away, I don't believe it...

The periodics, a to do and undo list because
there is written upon it "it's better to forget"
that I suppose it's addressed at me, at me without doubt...

The little bowl of a certain fragrance that exales as I am doing,
there is written upon it "clouds on you"
and it smells like a rose,
but it's not, it's not a rose... She left away
With her eyes and she leaves here the make up pencil,
A little bit of lipstick
A broken watch and an handkerchief
I believe that in the very deep sense
These are sign of her spit
She says "So are you, I don't need you anymore..."

And there are also other things,
The little box of talcum powder
"White inebriating lilly of the valley"
What a blade in my side
She says "So are you, like powder and nothing else..."

Other things of her,
In a book, a leaf, a leaving away thought,
and a note that
says addressed to me
"You were my love..."
and then there are...

There are still other things,
the dawn coloured under slip
cotton flocks
the raspberry flavoured candies
and transparent plastic
beware if it rains,
I hope it will not rain,
otherwise she will bath herself...

There is a roll teddy bear
Once time it was sweet and now he disappreciates me,
There is a little bit of silence,
But the beating of my heart gets me obsessed,
It fixes for hours and hours
Portraits of a sad love
She says "So you are, you can't keep me anymore..."

Oh, thus
The world is lost
And she didn't remember to have forgotten me...
We are so distract...