The Traveller
I am a Traveller
I see lots of things in my way
I see birds fly, horses gallop and children in their morning pray
I am a Traveller
I learn from everything
I learn to stay calm and praise god for his beauty
I am a Traveller
I have to cross a million roads
I cannot stop today because on my shoulder I have a thousand loads
I am a Traveller
I smell everythung in my way
I can smell the fragrance of flowers which force me to stay
But I am a Traveller
I cannot until I reach my destination
Because I am a traveller with full determination
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