Spring time is coming
I can smell the wild thyme in the breeze
Winter depth can't touch me

Until it will break every voice again
So don't let die
My lonely footsteps

And keep my eyes
Costantly born


I walk 'round the road
And see some dew drops on the frozen trees
What does all this mean?

The meaning is in a flight of a dead leaf
But don't let die
My lonely footsteps

And keep my eyes
Costantly born


Sunrise runs through fields
And light shine closer like ivory swords
Isn't it too bright?

May words palely tell that?
But don't let die
My lonely footsteps

And keep my eyes
Costantly born


I come home after dark months
And I feel by touch my own wood
I know I'm just a wanderer

But let my heart be filled with this new sun
So don't let die
My lonely footsteps

And keep my eyes
Costantly born