Den Ständiga Resan (translation) کے بول

When I think about the continuous journey throught life When it always feels like autumn When the wind is showly turning to north and the flowers die - There is rain failing in my dreams I must travel again and search for comfort I must search again for the voice of affection I must travel again till next autumn the continuous travel till next autumn When I'm walking on the rocky road throught life When it feels like I'm carrying a sorrow Then the sun is showly hiding in the clouds and the word is goodbye -soon snow will be failing in my dreams I must travel again and search for comfort I must search again for the voice of affection I must travel again till next autumn the continuos travel till next autumn