Vagabundo

I'm like a wanderer roaming the world
Searching aimlessly for the love I lost yesterday
It's sad to see, it's sad to know
That for her love, she never understood his life

Wanderer, you who roam the world
Begging for scraps of a love you lost yesterday
And you just cry for your fate on a hard road that life laid out for you
With your clothes and soul all torn apart
The poor wanderer goes through the world
And a lament he carries deep inside
Repeating the silence, you can hear it whisper
That not even God should send him death
Because he senses he can't go on anymore

This is how I am, with a shattered soul
I don't care about life if she's not here
And now, what does it matter
What people say to me
That I'm a wanderer crying for a love

Wanderer, you who roam the world
Begging for scraps of a love you lost yesterday
And you just cry for your fate on a hard road that life laid out for you
With your clothes and soul all torn apart
The poor wanderer goes through the world
And a lament he carries deep inside
Repeating the silence, you can hear it whisper
That not even God should send him death
Because he senses he can't go on anymore