Lyrics and translation DETTO MARIANO, A. Lo Vecchio & Mario del Monaco - Il mio primo Angelo

Il mio primo Angelo

Il mio primo angelo

Perché mi torna in mente questa musica
Ed io dov'ero quando la cantavano
New York Parigi o forse
Dentro un'osteria
Qualcuno che diceva che era mia
Forse ero io
Tu eri cosi fragile
Forse ero io
Tu no non davi niente
Forse ero io
Tu forse forse si
Ma tu non esisti
Perchémi torna in mente questa musica
E noi in quella stanza troppo piccola
Perché tu riempivi
Con la tua pazzia
Cantavi e ripetevi
Che eri mia
Forse ero io
Tu eri cosi fragile
Forse ero io
Tu no non davi niente
Forse ero io
Ma certo che eri tu
Tu che non esisti
Musicale
Perchémi torna in mente questa musica
E noi in quella stanza troppo piccola
Perché tu riempivi
Con la tua pazzia
Cantavi e ripetevi
Che eri mia
Forse ero io
Tu eri cosi fragile
Allora ero io
Tu no non davi niente
Allora ero io
Ma certo che eri tu
Ma certo che eri tu
Ma certo che eri tu
Il mio primo angelo

My First Angel

My first angel

Why does this music come to mind
And where was I when they sang it
New York, Paris, or perhaps
Inside an inn
Someone who said it was mine
Maybe it was me
You were so fragile
Maybe it was me
You gave nothing
Maybe it was me
You, maybe, perhaps
But you no longer exist
Why does this music come to mind
And us in that room, too small
Because you filled it
With your madness
You sang and repeated
That you were mine
Maybe it was me
You were so fragile
Maybe it was me
You gave nothing
Maybe it was me
But of course it was you
You who no longer exist
Musical
Why does this music come to mind
And us in that room, too small
Because you filled it
With your madness
You sang and repeated
That you were mine
Maybe it was me
You were so fragile
Then it was me
You gave nothing
Then it was me
But of course it was you
But of course it was you
But of course it was you
My first angel