I'm walking silently in your paths
I'm touching the herbs of time
I'm learning all of your trails
Camping near any spring
I'm on a journey to you
The soil is tough and seared
I'm slowly flourishing between your rocks
like a stray deer in the prairie
I know the way is still long,
but I will keep on going until exhaustion
You are my eternally lost land,
but your roots are deep inside
Give me time, reach out your hand
until we discover together the land
I know the way is still long,
but your roots are deep inside
In the mysteries of the woods I find
corners where love has not reached yet
and in their shadows I'll fall stricken with dizziness
Is this the good land?
I know until my days are through
No, I will not reach the depths of your heart
But how beautiful is the way where I left
my footprints on your land.
I know the way is still long...