(musica: V. Nocenzi  / testo: F. Di Giacomo, V. Nocenzi)

(english lyrics by : Angelo Branduardi)

I direct the hunt 

Wherever I set free the hares 
They well know where to go 

And the people 
Move on their way all together 

It does not matter 
How many will fall down and die 

Everyone must serve 
I will say to 

Those who whould like to look backwards 
We can't stop now 

By now too many are dead 
I have even used my father 

With his very ancient hands 
Thus I trampled on all my regrets 

And realized the strenght of my convictions 
Like a trenzied albatross 

You only seek your flying space 
But I've torn up my wings and feathers 

To breathe the earth will all the others 
I cannot accept all of your problems 

They are but small thoughts And yours alone