You will pass through my life without knowing what happened. You will pass silently by my love and, as you pass, I will fake a smile, as a sweet contrast to the pain of loving you... and you will never know. I will dream of the virgin nacre of your forehead; I will dream of your sea emerald eyes; I will dream of your lips desperately; I will dream of your kisses... and you will never know. Maybe you'll go with someone else who whispers in your ear those phrases that nobody like me will tell you; and, forever drowning my unnoticed love, I will love you more than ever... and you will never know it. I will love you in silence, like something inaccessible, like a dream that I will never achieve; and the distant perfume of my impossible love will touch your hair... and you will never know it. And if one day a tear denounces my torment -the infinite torment that I must hide from you- I will tell you with a smile: "It's nothing... It was the wind." I'll wipe my tears... and you'll never know.