He goes on a road and only bag is with him,
He has a fire and a wind in a head,
Clouds and stars shows him a way,
I remember a day when he dead.

He told: Father, you’ve given me all I have to bring,
And I know it’s size,
But I ask you one thing,
Let me see Sunrize.

He wakes up with flowers and birds,
He makes castles of a riversand,
He takes everything, given him,
The whole Earth is his motherland.