Mia madre [English translation]

There's a music that goes

softly, like a poem.

It caresses your age

inside a photograph.

Oh, what a light you are,

oh, oh what a light you are in my years!

Oh, almost as if you were here

comes back the boulevard of the cafes.

Your shawl, your headscarf

and a perfume that is not there.

Oh, what a light you are,

oh, oh in my years!

I close my eyes and you descend in me

lightly, by now,

like the air that, with you,

I used to breathe.

What a light you are

inside these years of mine!

The sky clears and then,

to me, you seem to be here.

I try to lightly touch you but

it is not so.

There's a music that goes

in the summer that goes away.

For girls like you

an immense nostalgia.

Oh what a light you are

oh, oh in my years!

What a light you are

inside these years of mine!

I close my eyes and you descend in me

lightly, by now

like the air that, with you,

I used to breathe.

• Artist:Mango (Italy)
• Album:Inseguendo l'aquila (1988)