the wind calls me to walk
when the street whispers its spell
I pack memories in my backpack
tears, joys
that were shared with you
my mind doesn't know where I'm going
but my feet take me and show the way
leave behind old dreams
old words, songs
that were sung to us
I open the door, I leave again
the traveler goes along
the path grows over
but I will clear my way again
for you I will conquer the seas
I will steal the moon and the stars
and the stormy wind will follow
the ship will arrive at the home port
when the electricity of the thundercloud will make
the hairs stand on end
on the paths and fields
ghosts whisper with their dreams
I still close my eyes

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