The Wayfarer [Italian translation]

It's the same sad story

Love and glory goin' 'round and 'round

It's the same old cliché

A wanderer on his way, slippin' from town to town

Some find peace here on the sweet streets

The sweet streets of home

Where kindness falls and your heart calls

For a permanent place of your own

I'm a wayfarer, baby

I drift from town to town

When everyone's asleep and the midnight bells sound

My wheels are hissin' up the highway

Spinning 'round and 'round

You start out slow in a sweet little bungalow

Something two can call home

Then rain comes fallin'

The blues come calling, and you're left with a heart of stone

Some folks are inspired sitting by the fire

Slippers tucked under the bed

But when I go to sleep I can't count sheep

For the white lines in my head

I'm a wayfarer, baby

I roam from town to town

When everyone's asleep and the midnight bells sound

My wheels are hissin' up the highway

Spinning 'round and 'round

Where are you now? Where are you now?

Where are you now?

I'm a wayfarer, baby

I roam from town to town

When everyone's asleep and the midnight bells sound

My wheels are hissin' up the highway

Spinning 'round and 'round

I'm a wayfarer, baby, I'm a wayfarer, baby

I'm a wayfarer, baby, I'm a wayfarer, baby

I'm a wayfarer, baby, I'm a wayfarer, baby

I'm a wayfarer, baby, I'm a wayfarer, baby