My heart awaits the stars eagerly,
They shall bestow dreams about you, upon me.
When the people become dazed from wine
Nobody could guess, that you have stepped on the threshold.
The road stretches under the star,
The night breeze brings your words.
Captivity, prison, awaits us, to no avail,
Those who step in our way, won't ever forget us.
With its soft sheet, the night covers us
The noise of our steps are covered by the duff
New sun rises, when its blush reaches us,
The winds sings the song of the free people.
The sky is bloody, the world's on fire,
On the mountain and the valley, continuously.
For the man in hiding, life is miserable,
It won't stop, if he steps on the road.
Mountains top, forests mouth, covers our footsteps,
At moonlight, at star-bed, we will get home one day.
The wind and desert are our homes, our holiday is the dawn,
We look into the sun and we hope,
we are will not have to think about problems.