I pace the long and desert road,
Recall your pretty face,
The only thing inspiring me
Throughout these endless days.
I don’t know where I’m going to
And can’t think of how long,
And taking out my favorite flute
I play for you a song.
The thought of seeing you no more
Then disappears right ‘way.
The sounds of music reach the sky,
I’m happy in a way.
Another day’s about to end,
Another night is close.
I like to watch the stars above
And out of doors repose.
My long way is not over yet,
I don’t know where’s the end.
The world’s so large, but I am sure
I’ll see you once again.
16.11.97
88. Wanderer
© Copyright: Феликс Ремов, 2020
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