Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Lover's springtime, lover's season comes and goes
And our desires never age with time, come what may
This is so
For when I think of how I've wasted those moments
Lost forever, they'll never, never return
Lover's springtime, lover's season comes and goes
And suddenly you realize, there you are
In surprise
Ah, how many lost occasions we've thrown away
Never have regrets, never, never say die
Still a new enthusiasm
Waits to make your heart beat strong
Another chance to discover just who you are
And the horizons you lost will return nevermore
Lover's springtime, lover's season comes and goes
With all it, its wagers and its fears, but this time
Will it last for long
For when I think of how I've wasted those moments
Lost forever, they'll never, never return
Ah, how many lost occasions we've thrown away
Never have regrets, never, never say die
Still a new enthusiasm
Waits to make your heart beat strong
Another chance to discover just who you are
And the horizons you lost will return nevermore
Lover's springtime, lover's season comes and goes
And our desires never age
With time, come what may
This is so
For when I think of how I've wasted those moments
Lost forever, they'll never, never return
Lover’s Season was written by Franco Battiato.
Lover’s Season was produced by Angelo Carrara.