оригинал: Nordman

Many years I've been away from home

I have faced too many battles

I was here upon the endless route

has left me bruised and batted

I have heard the secrets of the streets

but I keep them to myself

On display, but here inside my soul

like a trophy on a shelf

End upon my heart I know

the moon will light my way

Ohh my friend, the winding route

for the life of a journeyman never changes

Now upon to tell my tale

My boots are wearing thin

I can feel the heat upon my back

The sun against my skin

Far away I've heard

the ringing of a bell

Through the miles you know what's hard to tell

when it's you against yourself

None of us will ever know

What lies around the veil

Or the world being your home

on a route that never ends