Текст песни
A wanderer
His trace is stardust
In his pockets dark matter
Instead of bread
His face
A map of the universe without borders
And life one open question
He seeks neither recognition nor power
He cherishes the singing of planets more
And every dark fringe of consciousness
Is a new island to him
Wanderer
Wanderer
You seek what no one else has
Your home is the horizon
Your path is an endless call
Wanderer
Wanderer
Eternal traveler
He has seen fog devour mountains
Children laugh amidst city ruins
He has slept in the heavens
Where angels secretly grieved
And drunk the dawn with stray dogs
His story is in the wrinkles of his skin
In every thank you for a bowl of tea
His wealth is the stardust wind
And a hundred unspoken goodbyes
Wanderer
Wanderer
You seek what no one else has
Your home is the horizon
Your path is an endless call
Wanderer
Wanderer
Eternal traveler
And if you ask
Wanderer where is your shore
He will point to the distant cosmos
My shore is where there are no harbors
Where every step is a new start
I am simply in the place
Where you are not yet
[Chorus]
Wanderer
Wanderer
You seek what no one else has
Your home is the horizon
Your path is an endless call
Wanderer
Wanderer
Eternal traveler
Wanderer
His trace is stardust
And if you ask
Wanderer where is your shore
He will point to the distant cosmos
My shore is where there are no harbors
Where every step is a new start
I am simply in the place
Where you are not yet
