Leonardo said:

No, cold again. Read the hint above.

I really hope it doesn't turn out to be lost in translation, when I finally tell you guys the answer (assuming no one gets it).

Okay an autumn breeze then = a wind cries, it makes trees weep their leaves, their leaves are red sheep following the breeze (It's a solution :-D)

I've made up this suitably Tolkien themed riddle for you all (I suspect it's quite easy though)...

"Robes with no hood,
but draped in sleeves.
Folk smile to hear me,
but also grieve.
Black as pitch,
painful to itch.
In the valleys I sing,
for I am the ring"