The same road, white like the salt
Wheat to grow, fields to plow
Watching each day
If it rains or if there is the sun
To know tomorrow
We live or we die
And one day say, stop, and go away
Bye, my love
Bye my love, bye my love, bye
Bye, my love
Bye my love, bye my love, bye
Going far away
Looking for another world
And say goodbye to the courtyard
Leave dreaming
And then thousand roads as grey as smoke
Jumping hundred years in a day only
From carriages in the fields
From planes in the skies
And not understand anything and want to return to you
Bye, my love
Bye my love, bye my love, bye
Bye, my love
Bye my love, bye my love, bye
Not be able to do anything in a world which know everything
And have no money to come back
Bye, my love
Bye my love, bye my love, bye
Bye, my love
Bye my love, bye my love, bye