Gregorius Posted June 7, 2022 Share Posted June 7, 2022 (edited) Me wanderer I, one day I'll grow up, and I'll fly in the sky of life. What could a child know about it? life can't be so easy forever. Then, one september's night I woke up, the wind on my skin, on my body the lights of the stars. Who knows where my home was and that little kid who used to play in the courtyard. Me, wanderer that I am. I'm nothing but a wanderer. I've got no money in my pockets, but at least up there I still have God. Yes, the road is still there, the city looked like a desert to me. What could a child know about it? Life can't be so easy forever. Then, one september's night I left, the fire of a fireplace isn't warm as the morning sun. Who knows where my home was and that little kid who used to play in the courtyard. Me, wanderer that I am. I'm nothing but a wanderer. I've got no money in my pockets, but at least up there I still have God. Me, wanderer that I am. I'm nothing but a wanderer. I've got no money in my pockets, but at least up there I still have God. Edited June 7, 2022 by Gregorius Link to comment
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