Walk About Many years ago I saw the life going down, and the paling light was fading by my sight. Many years ago I saw the dark coming, and the Sun, flaming, going low. So many years ago... but it's still coming, but it's still coming, but it's still coming. Many lives ago I heard the songs and the crys, heard the tales and the lies of the world, and it was getting old. Many lives ago I heard the noise of the wind when it was tearing the night then it died, then it died away. but it's still coming but it's still coming Walk about slowly,slowly. Walk about slowly,slowly. And I think I was I was everywhere. And I think I saw all the faces of men. I do what I want, I do what I want, I know everything, but i don't know who I am, and I am sure that I, that I was everywhere, and I am sure that it all repeats. You'll see it when I'll be standing near, like I am standing near, coz in thousand years I will come here again. Walk about slowly,slowly. Walk about slowly,slowly.