The sky is turning grey
As I walk away
From where I was born
A thousand miles apart
My feet don’t know the path
On which I have to go
And no one has succeeded in drying my tears or save me from fears
Neither the gods would tell me when that weight will be lifted from me
Not time nor a thousand miles can break our bond
My heart is heavy when you’re not around
When you see the clouds dividing and horizon turns red
That’s the day I will come back
Now you could never count
All those miles I’d walk
To return to you
The striped marks on my cane
Resemble every day
That I'm on my own
When I'm not around
In our dear old town
Do believe me that I will come back
When horizon turns red
