I woke up to a new morning, I could hardly move my limbs A winter breeze touched my face, I shivered A new day, a new beginning, so I the few I had, And I was back on the again. I've been travelling for long, seen miracles, The mysteries of the ocean's deep, the seizing mountaintops, The of worlds passed away, and the masterpiece of blooming cultures.
Wherever I walked, life escorted me, different masks every time, And once in a while I was shown her mysteries, all the cunning games of riddles, Covered by secrets leading to simplicity, I found the key to solve the puzzles of the way ahead With every step, I left something behind, but I've taken with me, My bag is full of memories, each one picked carefully by me, so that I can them with me all the time. They to build me up. They paint a picture of a person. Almost like the one I to become, closer and closer. But the painting is still not finished. Only for today, for today will it be, as wake up tomorrow again.
I wanted to stop today, again. I don't feel like changing anymore. Perhaps I rest, find peace for a while, as long as peace embraces me with gentle arms, before welcomes. Sometimes it traps me, and I want to avoid bad. But then it's already bad. I to head for the good itself, and wake up like this every morning. I'll have a long day again, so time It's time to depart, this world still has unknown.