Αν καποιος γνωριζει Ιταλικα ,θα τον παρακαλουσα για μια μεταφραση 
Ας είναι καλά το babelfish . . βασικά ελπίζω να βγάζει νόημα . . δεν το διάβασα
The days grays are the long silent roads
Of a desert country and without sky
To house of Irene it is sung is laughed
There and people that come, there and people that botiglie of wine goes
To house of Irene
To house of Irene this evening she goes herself
Days without tomorrow and desire of you
Only those days that seem made of stone
Nothing other that a wall Sormontato from potsherds of botiglia
To house of Irene it is sung is laughed
There and people that come, there and people that botiglie of wine goes
To house of Irene
To house of Irene this evening she goes herself
And then, you to house of Irene are
And when you see to me you run from me
He watches to me in the eyes, you take the hand to me
And in Hush you carry to me with you
To house of Irene it is sung is laughed
There and people that come, there and people that botiglie of wine goes
To house of Irene
To house of Irene this evening she goes herself
Days without tomorrow and desire of you
In the days grays I know where trovarti
The days grays carry to me from you
To house of Irene, house of Irene
To house of Irene it is sung is laughed
There and people that come, there and people that botiglie of wine goes
To house of Irene
To house of Irene this evening she goes herself
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Και άλλη μία εκδοχή
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The grey days are the long silent roads
Of a deserted country and without heaven
Chorus:
At Irene’s house they’re singing, they’re laughing
There are people coming, there are people going
At Irene’s house, bottles of wine
To Irene’s house they’re going tonight
Days without tomorrow and the desire for you
Only these days which seem to be made of stone
Nothing else than a wall
Overtopped by shards of bottles
(Chorus)
And then there are you at Irene’s house
And when you see me you run to me
You look into my eyes, you take my hand
And silently you take me with you
(Chorus)
Days without tomorrow and the desire for you
On these grey days I know where to find you
The grey days take me to you
To Irene’s house, to Irene’s house
(Chorus)
