Letra de The Spirit Of Travels

The Spirit Of Travels It's always sad to leave the land where you were born where your friends are It's really hard to change the place where is your home where your roots are But it's so cool to feel the wind calling you for wandering filling out the sails Listen to the calling voice of your restless soul look at wandering star If you want to roaming free cast away all useless thing Keep opened your eyes for different views Do not turn off your chosen road when meet with any bars It is so nice to come back home after long trip with many impressions Your own house your own bed so peace and quiet fills you again But once you stop delight in rest and try to do to do your best You start to roll the travel's wheel preparing for the road fair wind you feel East or west home is best the old proverb comes to your mind But something keeps you traveling while road to home still stays alone