De Un Extranjero

I don't know where the streets go
But I like to walk
When one doesn't know the world
It doesn't cost anything to improvise

I don't know what rivers are
That go peacefully to the sea
But I'm in no hurry on my trip
I always like to navigate

I'm a stranger of my land
And of lands to come
But who else does walking invent
There's gotta be a place to stay

Give me the keys to come back
Friend who I was able to find
That over there, in the future, I promise you
Another world announce