I don't know what you'd like the most About these islands On the Aolian sea Stromboli and Panarea Milky silhouette, framed in September Lying in bed listening to the radio Sounds outside in the Aolian storm Wind's been [?] all night So I read in the half light and drink red wine Aolian Aolian [?] I don't know what you'd like the most Maybe the rosemary Or the jasmine Or the moonlight on the sea You barely noticed The light fading 'Til there's only the ice cream scoop [?] moon and the handsome stars to guide you Aolian Aolian majestically Come down you solitary soul Help me paint the empty canvas All the colors of longing And the silhouettes of lament How I cherish the longing The souls yearning The fascination 'Cause all you need is a little light and a [?] path to follow And you need to carry you to me Is the rolling sea Why so shy tonight, oh moon Is the lightning disturbing you In your rule of solitude That I wanna share with you tonight Don't let the emptiness [?] this feeling 'Til we've abandoned all our regrets 'Cause still I think about you often in future and fortune In the unwoven landscape And unfurnished oxygen I don't know what you'd like the most Maybe the rosemary Or the jasmine Or the moonlight, on the sea But you're the other side of Italy And you're no good to me