This is the illusion:
Dreaming of I'm a princess
And he is the prince,
It's a sand castle
Destroyed by the sea
When the bad wave comes .

His voice is so beautiful
When he sings a song,
And his eyes so clear
Like the waters of a palace.

But life is like this:
He does not like women.

It is a sad feeling;
A kind of prison,
But an illusion;
Dreaming of I am a princess
And he the prince royal,

It's a sand castle
Destroyed by the sea
When the bad wave comes .

Life is like this:
He does not like women ...

Waste of disgust,
My body trembles bitter alone
Knowing that his beauty
Never will be mine.

Nobody is blamed :
Life is like that:
A sand castle
Destroyed by the sea
When the bad wave comes .

I never want to dream anymore
Of I am a princess,
Because life is like this:
He does not like women.

His voice is always so beautiful
When he sings a song,
And his eyes are so clear,
As clean as the sky blue,
But life is always blue!

I even thought innocent:
Through the streets of Italy
This time I'll dream,
But I made a mistake,
I just got hurt.

Waste of bitterness,
I dreamed just for fun,
But still hurts to know
That life is like this:
He does not like women!

It's a sand castle
Destroyed by the sea
When the bad wave comes .