A song that the artist dedicated to his dead grandma, Diamante (literally diamond). At the end of the song, You can hear a recording of her voice calling him to come back home "Delmo (short for Adelmo Fornaciari, the real name of Zucchero), come home! Delmo! Delmo!"

I will breathe, the smell of the granaries

Peace for who will be there, and for the bakers

I will be rain, and rain you will be

My eyes will brighten and the snowfields will bloom

We will learn to walk

Together holding hands, to walk

Sunday, oh

I will wait, for the vintners to open

I'll look older to you, and older you'll be

New distances, will bring us together again

From a sky's height, Diamante, our eyes will see

[Refrain]

     Passing together, soldiers and wives

     Dancing slowly, backlit

     Multiply our voice

Holding hands, soldiers and wives

Sunday, Sunday

(Whispered) Be quiet, big boys don't cry (x3)

[Refrain]

Passing in peace, soldiers and wives

Sunday, oh

(Delmo! Delmo! Come home! Delmo!)