The Wanderer (Original Version)

The wind sings as it touches his face

My soul searches You

Your house is far away from this land

But Your kindom is in the heart of my soul

You call me to the way

Where the sun rises

To the way, where truth is a life for me

I am running through a dream polluted by ill

Spreading through the distance

Where a dream, can be a reality

Your kindom is in my soul

I am the wanderer on this land

My soul flies far away

Rejoicing in heaven

Far away I strive to live my dream

I am the wanderer on this land

I am the wanderer on this land

I am the wanderer on this land

I am the wanderer