I hear the voice from the Beautiful "Far Away",
A morning voice of the silver dew.
I hear the voice and the inviting road
Makes my head spin like on a childhood carousel.
Chorus:
The Beautiful "Far Away"!
Do not be cruel to me,
Do not be cruel to me,
Don't be so cruel!
From the pure river head
To the Beautiful "Far Away",
To the Beautiful "Far Away"
I'm beginning my journey.
I hear the voice from the Beautiful "Far Away",
It calls me to the wonderful lands.
I hear the voice, the voice is asking strictly
What have I done today for the better tomorrow?
Chorus:
I swear I'll become purer and kinder
And will never abandon my friend in trouble.
I hear the voice - and I'm hurrying to the call
Along the road with no footprints.