Un po' di più [English translation]

Sirens of ships were screaming in the wind

the radio passed the broadcasting

the lips juxtaposed for another time

and a caress again...

a thread of sunlight entered the room

on the armchair there were our coats

words swallowed and baby sights

and how could I say to you that you were:

more than wine, more than bread,

more of the skin of the bones more

more than stones more than grass more

more than so much more than everything else more

more of the port more of the roofs more

more than winter more than the summer more

more than horses of the courtyard more

a little more

A phosphorescent madonnina

and fake flowers above the dresser

you were looking for the distracted and indolent pantyhose

and one more day in the mirror

the fridge was snoring from he kitchen

and you were humming and made me cofffee

The long sadness of the morning

and how can I scream at you my love that you were:

more than the heat, more than the bed, more

more than hair more than hands more,

more than tears, more than smiles more,

more than a hundred, more than a thousand more.

more than money more than gold more

more than the jousting square more,

more than a month, more than a year, more

a little more

sirens of ships screamed in the wind

you were a little more , more

more than grain more than hay more,

more than air more than water more,

more than dog, more than sweater more..