Convide Rutero

I hear the roads calling me.
They are deep voices inviting me to roll.
They say they miss my wandering.
Pedal to the metal, deep into the earth.

Dreams invade my rest
With their load of road invite.
Crossing the wide plains,
To arrive, to nowhere, like the wind.
They want to see me again.
That's why they are calling me.

With no fixed course, I move forward,
Walking alone, just walking
For the sake of walking.
Living my life accelerating without thinking of returning,
Or stopping.

I hear the roads calling me
And their reason dresses my sincere words.
The ones that will be confirmed by those
Who saw me pass by,
Or by those who will see me walking.
If I manage to fill the tank,
I will answer the call
If my luck desires it
Like other times before
Being the one who feels.
I will depart...