I drink little and slowly, I want the wind if it's gentle, the rain if it doesn't wet, the sun if it doesn't burn. I drink little and slowly. I want the pleasure without satiety, the rest which doesn't tire me, the life in small sips and when the water will be finished I will have drunk everything without drowning.
12.2.'14
The original poem ("Sorseggio") is in Italian. There is no good translation for a poem. I apologize for mine. Corrections are welcome. As far as the sound of the poem is concerned, please, read the original poem.