I am a solitary vagabond walking on an endless path
I have left the world behind long ago. I have neither love nor wrath.
I have no fear. I have no care.
For this world anymore.
I walk freely with emotions left bare.
I tell my stories to the mountains.
Get refreshed by drinking the water of the fountains.
I lose myself often in the labyrinths of time
Trying to escape from the painful past-wounds inflicted before some time.
I flow with the breeze, I rise with the sun.
I sleep under the stars. In wilderness, I have all fun.
The world has forgetten me and so have I.
I am a vagabond. In solitude, I live and shall die.