Who showered you with kisses, who gave you so much love, who showed you a new way to love?
Who was your first, who was the passion of your life?
The one chosen to make love with you?
When you were sad, suffering alone, I was with you
But now everything has changed, you left me with someone else

Now it's all over, I, who was the first, have become nothing, and you gave yourself to someone else
Where is our love, that shone like the Sun?
Where is our love that made us happy?
Where is our love that was so beautiful?
Where is our love now, only poetry?