| Welcome to my eyes full of joy
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| I embrace the sun like a dad with his boy
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| How many tales I have in mind
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| A road full of folk is in front and behind
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| Searching for a new aim
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| How many odd fellows I’ll meet in this game?
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| Whether you roaming or if you have a plan
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| Get your stuff, a new day has begun
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| A new dawn is again in my eyes
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| I’ve got a smile on my face and the sun in the sky
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| Step by step, man by man I see a place
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| I can stop here or keep walking my way
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| Not all who wonders is lost in the night
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| I’m tasting my life like it was the last bite
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| Needful of choice he is starving for play
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| The seasons change but we are still the same
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| When I’m old and feeble and in my sickness I’ll rave
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| Wrap me in a blanket and give me what I crave
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| I have no remorse I’ve followed my stream
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| Don’t you see that I gleam?
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| When you call for a candle to light the new path
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| When you sleep beside a fire
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| With some new road’s friends
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| When the sunshine warm kisses your face
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| You feel a voice telling «carry on this way»
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| When our world seems too big for a single glance
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| Into the storm you think this is a game of chance
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| When the rain, so cold, kiss your face
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| You feel a voice telling «carry on this way»
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| Waiting for another day
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| On the road he walks alone
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| It’s the house where our brother has grown
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| When I close my eyes I can see your smile
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| When he raises his eyes up to sky
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| Then he can see the approaching night
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| In these times I miss my fireside
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| Ships will come and ships will go
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| As long as the sea will play its role
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| A trip on sea a trip on shore
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| Until my heart will not be sore |