Wind, fields and roads. (Distance.)
How many childhood memories,
lovers, friends. (Distance.)
They have stayed far away
on the familiar streets (Distance.)
of old and dear towns,
where I opened my eyes, (Distance.)
where I played as child!
One guitar heart wants
to sing everything that it feels.
There I lived the joy (Distance.)
of that first feeling
that has now remained asleep (Distance.)
in the fog of time.
The first love in my life (Distance.)
that didn't even give it a try.
The first poem of my soul (Distance.)
that is now lost in silence.
One guitar heart wants
to sing everything that it feels.
Where are now the friends (Distance.)
that accompanied me in my games?
Who knows where they have gone (Distance.)
what have happened to them...
To return to my stars (Distance.)
and tell them my secret:
That I still love my land (Distance.)
that I left so far behind.
One heart without distance wants
to returns to my town.