È finito tutto [English translation]

It's already all over, now I have forgotten you.

Loving you is futile.

I have forgotten everything about our past.

Loving you is futile.

So I spoke with you one day in autumn

to tell you goodbye.

I told you that I would never cry for you,

and forgot all about you.

Oh, I have a fever—oh, I don't sleep anymore.

You, when I dream—you, you are there—

always there.

It's already all over but I am sorry.

I wish I had you again.

The evenings by the sea, the words of love—

I do not forget them.

And perhaps also you, the kisses with me,

you can no longer forget them.

Let's see each other again—let's find each other again

and love will return—

and love will return.