The Wanderer
Journey of Reflection: The Wanderer's Unspoken Tales
Lyrics
I go from door to door
I travel from one place to another, visiting different homes.
I’ts in my stories, what they adore
My experiences and adventures are the subject of my stories, and people admire them.
They ask me: “Should I let you in?”
People inquire whether they should allow me entry.
You should know where I’ve been
Before deciding, you should be aware of the places I've visited and the things I've encountered.
I am the wanderer
I identify myself as the wanderer.
I tell my stories to you
I share my tales with you.
I am the wanderer
I emphasize my role as a wanderer, storyteller.
Please don’t tell yours, too
I prefer not to hear your stories in return.
Oh, i’m getting old
I acknowledge the passage of time and aging.
But my stories got to be told
Despite growing old, my stories must be shared.
Then I’m done and free
Once I've narrated my stories, I feel liberated.
But they keep on telling them to me
Others continue to recount stories to me, despite my desire for freedom.
I am the wanderer
I reiterate my identity as the wanderer.
I tell my stories to you
I continue to share my tales with you.
I am the wanderer
I emphasize again that I am the wanderer.
Please don’t tell yours, too
I request you not to share your stories in return.
I am the wanderer
Reiteration of being the wanderer.
I tell my stories to you
I persist in sharing my stories with you.
I am the wanderer
Emphasis on the identity of the wanderer.
Please don’t tell yours, too
I once again request you not to share your stories.
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