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Wanderer

His life will come to an end somewhere, his heart no longer beats,
Deep under black earth he lays to rest,
No one weeps for him, no one sheds a tear before his grave,
He was a vagabond, wandered, roamed in solitude
He had no one, he had nothing, just his life!
His aging eyes close as his life is cut
He doesn't begin new journeys, under the earth he rests
 
2. I will tell you his story, I will tell you how he lived:
He was born, he got a name, just one thing he didn't get; love!
His parents threw him away, didn't care about him,
He was left with nothing, just his life!
Behind high walls, and bars, among rouges and thieves
he spent his childhood, that was his home.
 
3. And still he lived in joy, he locked the great hope in his heart,
That one day, he can leave this place: forests, valleys, mountains wait for him,
He'll be free, like the bird, from North to South, East to West
He'll travel all the lands.
 
4. The time came, and he became free, he can hit the road into the endlessness/infinity,
He dreamed of this, awoke to this; what he'd hoped for years!
Wherever he went, they loved him, and if they'd ask;
Where he's come from, where he's going, he'd joyfully sing:
 
R. I'm not afraid, as long as live, the distances wait for me,
Cities, dust of country roads,
In the light of day, in grim winter, every day, every night,
I'll wander, I will never stop!
 
5. Forgetting hunger and thirst, only the world interested him,
His long hair blown by the wind, blood rushed in his veins,
From hot summer comes cold winter, a long road now stands behind him,
But he doesn't look back, he goes forward, singing joyfully:
 
R. I don't fear, as long as I'm alive, the distances wait for me,
City streets, dust of the highway,
In the light of day, in harsh winter, every day, every night,
I'll wander, I will never stop!
 
6. Don't need the glittering, don't need the shimmering,
Don't need the blinding money!
Don't need the false desires, don't need the goaless goals!
 
R.
 
7. The years fly by so fast, his wandering hair is snow white,
His heart still beats, his eyes burn like fire, but forever rest now calls him.
 
R. I'm not afraid, as long as live, the distances wait for me,
Cities, dust of the highway,
In the light of day, in grim winter, every day, every night,
I'll wander, I will never stop!
 
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Vándor

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