We are Spanish, African, Phoenician, Carthaginian, Roman, Arab, Pisan, Byzantine, Piedmontese.

We are the golden yellow broom flowers that cascade
over rocky paths like great glowing lamps.
We are the wild solitude, the immense and deep silence,
the splendor of the sky, the white flower of the rockrose.

We are the unbroken kingdom of the mastic tree,
of the waves washing over ancient granites,
of the wild rose,
of the wind, of the immensity of the sea.

We are an ancient land of long silences,
of vast and pure horizons, of dark plants,
of mountains burned by the sun and by vengeance.

We are Sardinians.

(Grazia Deledda)