I've left to find a follow go home
The thousand miles you are alone, are alone
I'm going away with a learing anyway
You came back home someday
The wind will still a follow go home
And feel the eyes will bright inside with a sand
No star will shine away
And the one will say a pray
You came back home someday
You went away forever
You went away alone
But someone always waiting four you at home today
No star will shine away
And the one will say a pray
You came back home someday
You went away forever
You went away alone
But someone always waiting for you at home today
You left to find a pot of gold.
A thousand miles you rode alone, all alone!
Oh, the long and lonely way will not lead you anywhere...
You'll come back home some day;
You'll come back home some day.
The wind will steal your 'pot of gold',
And fill your eyes with burning sand, bitter sand!
No star will show the way and no one will hear your prayer...
You'll come back home some day;
You'll come back home some day.
You went away forever;
You went away alone.
But someone's always waiting
For you... at home... today!
Ti resta da trovare la pentola d'oro
mille miglia hai cavalcato da solo, tutto solo
sulla lunga strada solitaria
che non ti porterà da nessuna parte
un giorno ritornerai a casa
Il vento ruberà la tua pentola d'oro,
e riempirà i tuoi occhi di sabbia che brucia, sabbia amara
nessuna stella segnerà il tuo cammino
e nessuno ascolterà le tue preghiere.
Un giorno tornerai a casa.
Sei andato via per sempre
sei andato via da solo
ma qualcuno ti sta ancora aspettando
oggi a casa.