Libertà
Al Bano and Romina Power
Freedom
The evening falls
on the shoulders of a man
who is leaving.
Beyond the night
in his heart
a secret he will carry.
Among houses and churches
a woman is searching
for someone who is no longer there.
And in your name
how many people
will not return.
Freedom,
how many you have made cry.
Without you, how much loneliness!
Until
it makes sense to live
I will live to have you.
Freedom,
when a choir will rise
it will sing to have you.
There is a blank page
on the pain, on the skin
of men.
Every day
cynicism grows towards
men.
But a sun is born
in the night,
in the hearts of the weak.
And from the silence
a love will be reborn.
Seeking you!
Freedom,
how many you have made cry.
Without you, how much loneliness!
Until
it makes sense to live
I will live to have you.
To have you!
Freedom,
without ever crying again.
Without you, how much loneliness!
Until
it makes sense to live
I will live to have you.
To have you.....
