Road

I woke up this morning,
At the call of the cockerel.
I went and left the gate open,
Let others follow.

I can't sleep, the road runs straight ahead,
We're not going around.
The speed is such that I see my toes,
Where the horizon is.

I took my tourist shoes,
and I wore them up.
And I went on my way,
before I'll be stopped.

I can't sleep, the road runs straight ahead,
We're not going around.
The speed is such that I see my toes,
Where the horizon is.

The sun is shining in my heart,
it what drives me on my way.
It makes my start,
and it makes me stay.

I can't sleep, the road runs straight ahead,
We're not going around.
The speed is such that I see my toes,
Where the horizon is.

I can't sleep, the road runs straight ahead,
We're not going around.
The speed is such that I see my toes,
Where the horizon is.