Questo Piccolo Grande Amore

That thin t-shirt of hers
so tight to the point that I imagined everything
and that childish air
that I never told her but I was crazy about her...

And clear summer evenings
the sea the games the fairies
and the fear and the desire to be naked
a kiss with salty lips
a fire four laughs
and making love down at the lighthouse...
I really love you... I swear I love you...
I love you I really love you...

And she
she looked at me suspiciously
then she smiled at me and held me tight tight...
and I
I never understood anything
since by now I can't get it out of my mind
that she...

She was
a little big love
just a little big love
nothing more than this... nothing more...
I miss to death
that little big love of hers
now that I know what to say
now that I know what to do
now that...
I want a little big love...

That strange walk
even in the middle of nowhere I would have recognized her
she told me