a warm september in Verona
burning stones below our feet
tourists crossing the piazza
a place where local people meet
through the streets I search my way
tradesmen smile as I pass by
on this early autumn day
a different blue colours the sky
chorus:
let me travel to Verona
there I found peace of mind
let me travel to Verona
leave my troubled days behind
a warm september in Verona
the silky river doesnot talk
I sit down upon a milestone
symbols made of Roman chalk
through the streets they drive fast cars
whining like a newborn child
in the early evening sun
the autumn air I breathe is mild
chorus:
let me travel to Verona
there I found peace of mind
let me travel to Verona
leave my troubled days behind
lions laugh in the arena
centuries of cruelty
they have gone back to the jungle
to write their ancient diary
final chorus:
when will I go to Verona?
memories fading away
will you take me to Verona
on a sweet September day?