Autumn wind, soaked in sand
You placed your veil over the city
The desert is your cradle
I do not know your age

You carry the memory of ancient pioneers
Driven by a dream of freedom
You scattered their songs
Led them to the sea
To a new reality

Autumn wind, friend of yesterday
Today no one cares for you
Your voice that rises
Disturbs the sleep of those who rest
Only soiling the city

Amico di Ieri - Tagliapietra - Pagliuca - Marton - Spinti Da Un Sogno Di Libertà...

Who knows how many times this has been suggested here in the listens, but it deserves to be proposed again, once more this piece, which has now reached half a century, performed by my neighbors in a more recent version.