O Viajante

Dawn broke
He gathered what seemed to him
To make a difference or be important
His father gave him
Some advice and he replied
I'm running away from this greed
His mother asked
Be careful my son
And please call me when you arrive
And thanked him for all the sincerity
And threw himself with open arms towards freedom

To escape from this city
Fly, fly
He flew, flew and landed
Arriving at the bus station
Hurry up sly one
There are strange people around
He blended in with the crowd
Caught the next bus
And flew, flew, flew
Already without much disposition
But with the courage of a lion
He arrived, arrived, arrived
He arrived, arrived

Hello, hello satisfaction
I am the traveler
The traveler who came from I don't know where
I move forward, the sun guides me
My guide, guard and protection
With a loneliness as company
Like a solitary hermit
I leave without documents and handkerchief
And sing for everyone but I know the power of silence
My life is on the roads
And follows the crooked lines
And death does not limit me
Because worse than life
I have roots that follow me
And bury themselves in the shallow earth
I know the world escapes the eyes
But it is still my home
Wind in the face
It's a state of mind
Body detaches from matter
At the moment I still exist
Grab the backpack and don't look back
The clock doesn't matter because the time doesn't matter
On a trip the most important thing is still the traveler
Who freezes time when photographing some moments
Life is a lightning bolt in the world's timeline
Like the traveler chooses stamps in a fraction of a second
The road teaches to die and to be reborn
Like a tree does, if necessary to survive
From the dark and fertile earth in search of my own
I understand myself, evolve and miss myself
I no longer have fear and I don't feed fear
Gratitude to time knowing that I am dust in the wind
At the moment I'm leaving, waiting for the next station
I'm thinking of going south
Maybe more towards summer
In the days that are still to come, the heart rules
I have faith, with little cash and a lot of willingness
The next destination is what time will tell
I'm chino, satisfaction
One day I'll come back to appear

He reached more than a thousand places he wouldn't have reached before
Saw the view of landscapes he would never know
He came to conclude that conclusion is just his point of view
And that is wisdom
Absolute truths no longer served him
Because the world transforms itself to never lose its magic
The world transforms itself to never lose its magic
Because the world transforms itself to never lose its magic