I'm like a pilgrim
Dream is my home
I tread wilderness of the light and the darkness
The night greets me
I spin around myself
When i'm alone
I dance, i sing and i cry
I'm like a pilgrim
Without a destination
After my death only the night'll mour for me
And falling stars will cover my body
The sun will rise again
But no one will greet me with dancing, sninging, crying
On my stone grave
There will grow a forest
And even the night will forget my laugh