I walk on the burning sands I walk in the freezing cold I walk from the verdant woods to desolate rocks and stone air it speaks to me ground keeps me company carrying me on my journey
they call me the Wanderer i seek the truth i read between the lies they call me the Wanderer I wonder am I doomed to seek but never find
songs -- give me powers to cross the seas to reach the divine frontiers my feet are numb I'm blinded by the burning sun hear -- I will not abandon this now I can still prove myself somehow restore my strength and I'll go to the ends of the earth
I long to wander free throughout, across, within I hurry patiently I move with no movement at all when the way ahead looks narrow let me flow through like a stream when a wall stands in my way let It crumble right away