Wanderlust

Have you ever seen forests and hills?

a traveller once spoke

And in his eyes, there was a glint

yet unknown feelings it evoked

He told me tales of places and times

enchanted heart, a splinter in mind

With every word and with every smile

my past became a foolish waste of life

A further day has been born in the night

and with it comes the change

My meditations enlightened my views

I'm longing for those lands so strange

Duty says: Attend to me!

You have your task, you must not flee!

But freedom cries: Let me out!

So in the end I leave without a doubt Defying the dreams I have

into the light I go

May fortune be my friend

On this journey, miles and miles

Where is my path?

What lies beyond these mountains

framing my desire?

Oh, I won't return

until foreign seems my homeland

and I've found

the end of wanderlust

On the mantelpiece I left a note

waving my fellows goodbye

They might even have liked to ensue

but that's not the gist of why And so I write this book on my own

heading for the things yet to come

Gentle breeze, I close my eyes

I feel it now, my spirit starts to fly

Defying the dreams I have...

On this journey, miles and miles...

And now I stand

among the oaks of ancient times

and I begin to understand

the light in his eyes

On this journey, miles and miles...