A stranger I am, I am lost in this world.
I am wandering here and there.
I am suffering heat, I am suffering cold.
The minutes of rest so rare.
Where is that light I am trying to reach?
Where can I stop to repose?
Maybe the land of my drem is bewitched
And hidden away by my foes?
But still there is hope filling my heart.
The call of my dream is exciting.
My road is long I have passed only part.
The light from afar is inviting.
I am leading my way since the day of my birth;
Through the mist, through the rain I must roam.
And peace I will find only after my death.
Completing the way to my home.
A stranger I am, I am lost in this world
© Copyright: Владимир Левченко 2, 2011
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