The Traveller

I cross the waters, the storms, winds and wild seas

Just sand , the stars and the moonlight to guide me

I cross the highways, the fields, lakes and old trees

I go on and on

Sometimes I pass at high tide and at low tide

Alone I see the full moon and the dark sky

I go so far, far away, never stand by

I walk night and day

I cross over the border, breaking new ground

See a new sky, a new town , new mountains

The sunrise gilds the fountains

Foreign lands all around me

A new place to stop off

Just for a while

I see the war, see the peace, see the silence

The loneliness, disregard and defiance

I see a stream, a small town, an old farmhouse

And It calls to mind

In the backyard, the flowers, apple trees

And early night the first star shines above me

And inside, a warm fire

In your eyes love and kindness

I remember an old song

Joy and quietness

I Always hold in my gaze night and sunrise

Moonlight above and the bright of your blue eyes

My only friend, my guitar at the campfire,

Sings along with me

Through every part of this world, in the meantime

My singer´s faith leads me far, a thousand miles

When longing comes I sit down and just smile

Then I sing for home

In the backyard, the flowers, apple trees

And early night the first star shines above me

And inside, a warm fire

In your eyes love and kindness

I remember an old song

Joy and quietness