noites de cabíria

I bet you're wondering how I knew that this would come to an end
he stole your heart from you so you tossed me out to the wind
I keep pretending not to care but the winter scent in her hair
compels my hands to do the things my heart wouldn't dare
I'll keep holding on to you see no use perfecting lives with strangers
if only you, if only now

and in the twilight of this hour when fools are mistaken for men this shadow suits me well
my regrets, I'll face in the end
I'll keep holding on to you see no use perfecting lives with strangers
if only you, if only now
I'll keep holding on to you see no use perfecting love with strangers

if only you, if only now