Ancora [English translation]

I wrote your name

on a piece of paper,

I cut and I folded it,

I made a boat out of it,

then I put it on the river

and I saw it leave

and I hoped so much

of seeing it returning;

and now, and now...

Now I have written your name

on a paper bill,

I bought the love

that one can meet on the roads,

I've touched the hands

of many common people

and I have hoped so much

of being able to forget you...

and now, and now...

Now I write your name

upon everything I see,

and I carve it deeper

with time's blade,

and for every day that passes,

the memory is clearer,

and for every woman that comes

the memory is more bitter,

still.....

still....

• Artist:Riccardo Cocciante
• Album:Concerto Per Margherita (1976)