E Mi Manchi Tu

I'm listening to a CD by Andrea Bocelli and that is one of the songs. The CD belonged to my nan. I can't help but cry as I'm listening to it. Although, I don't understand the words, but it feels like everything that could ever be felt or said is somewhere in there and pouring out of my heart now. Nan should still be here and wasn't meant to go yet. I'm too upset to write anymore except this: Nan, mi manchi tanto.