In the fall, in the summer, in the spring, in the winter
I walk on these roads
Morning and evening, it doesn't matter
In this snow if necessary
My path is determined by the sparkle
I go, it shines
Once it's daytime, the guide goes
My mansions are in the towns
Oh, traveler, where are you traveller..
Who is a blind man wandering around this night and dusting it off
/>He comes to the town on a sleepover and suddenly wakes everyone up
During the day he stays in mansions and mixes with the people immediately
When night comes, he goes away and consults the lake
br/>My journey never ends, I always travel
As long as I have a guide
I walk without stopping
Wherever I see light
I will die on this long road
I will die gladly
On this road to eternity
The collards are always with me