L' isola che non cé

My father died in November, alone in his house. That morning I had written to him everything was going to be OK because he finally had a date for his surgery but he died instead.

I never knew if he read my message.

There is a song he used to play to me from Eduardo Boenano called L' isola che non cé. It talks about an island you can fin if you believe.

As he died I lost my lighthouse, and since I have been trying to find l' isola che non cé.