I was born in a deep forest
I wish I could live here all my life
I am made from stones and roots
My home, these woods and roads
Ragged trousers, rucksack in my back
Narrow road behind me
I never look back
Long way is in the past
As in front of me
Hunger keeps me going
I don't care where it leads
Fire burns under my feet
Journey men pleasure and destiny
Sky is black, stars shows me the way
Moon shispered how to keep my faith
Free, free as a journey man
Feel, heat in the moonlight
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