...Ragged trousers, rucksack in my back, narrow road behind me, I never look back. Long way is in the past. As in front of me hunger keeps me going and I don't care where it leads. Fire burns under my feet, journey men pleasure and destiny. Sky is black, stars shows me the way, moon whispered how to keep my faith! Free, free as a journey man, free heat in the moon light.Free free as a journey man, free heat in the moonlight...