Through a misty night
the ray of morning arises.
It is good on the edge of a forest,
I am with you.
It is still a bit chilly
but we must go.
As we are travellers on the road,
cold does not halter us.
To subdue this wish
to look back again..
The hardest road is
inside yourself.
Do not wait any longer,
only count on yourself
So much discovery is waiting ahead,
is still waiting ahead for you.
A meadow that has become a bosk,
old tumbledown barn.
From the rainshower
we hide ourselves.
You have this dearest wish
that I must fulfil,
that about our wandering/trip
I'll write a song.
To subdue this wish
to look back again..
The hardest road is
inside yourself.
Do not wait any longer,
only count on yourself
So much discovery is waiting ahead,
is still waiting ahead for you.
Cast away your everyday fuss,
try to find yourself.
You hide so much beauty inside yourself.
I am thankful that happiness
is still with us.
The hardest road is
inside yourself.