The Perpetual Journey
The Perpetual Journey
When I think of the perpetual journey through life
When it always feels like autumn
The wind moves slowly to the north
And the flowers die
Rain falls in my dreams
I must travel again and search for comfort
I must search again for the voice of tenderness
I must travel again to next autumn
The perpetual journey to next autumn
When I wander on the stony road through life
When it felt like I carried a sorrow
Then the sun hides slowly in the clouds
and says goodbye
Soon the snow falls in my dreams
I must travel again and search for comfort
I must search again for the voice of tenderness
I must travel again to next autumn
The perpetual journey to next autumn
Oooo the perpetual journey to next autumn
When I think of the perpetual journey through life
When it always feels like autumn
The wind moves slowly to the north
And the flowers die
Rain falls in my dreams
I must travel again and search for comfort
I must search again for the voice of tenderness
I must travel again to next autumn
The perpetual journey to next autumn
When I wander on the stony road through life
When it felt like I carried a sorrow
Then the sun hides slowly in the clouds
and says goodbye
Soon the snow falls in my dreams
I must travel again and search for comfort
I must search again for the voice of tenderness
I must travel again to next autumn
The perpetual journey to next autumn
Oooo the perpetual journey to next autumn
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