Song | The Wanderer |
Artist | Slackbaba |
Album | Ethneomystica Vol. 1 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Behold this man on the road | |
The burden that he holds | |
He lost it all but still he carries on | |
The dead are left behind | |
On the road of pain and grief | |
Promises have been broken | |
Once again he's been deceived | |
Homeless man he is | |
A wanderer without a hope | |
Why this heavy burden | |
What does he seek | |
Homeless man he is | |
Searching for his dreams | |
Why this heavy burden | |
Lost all his beliefs | |
The Spirit Roams | |
Behold today the face of this man | |
He smiles now as he knows | |
He's burden starts to slowly fade away | |
He laughs at himself | |
Now it's easy to let go, of futile and the needless | |
To let it lie, to let it go | |
珈略山梦境联盟 |
Behold this man on the road | |
The burden that he holds | |
He lost it all but still he carries on | |
The dead are left behind | |
On the road of pain and grief | |
Promises have been broken | |
Once again he' s been deceived | |
Homeless man he is | |
A wanderer without a hope | |
Why this heavy burden | |
What does he seek | |
Homeless man he is | |
Searching for his dreams | |
Why this heavy burden | |
Lost all his beliefs | |
The Spirit Roams | |
Behold today the face of this man | |
He smiles now as he knows | |
He' s burden starts to slowly fade away | |
He laughs at himself | |
Now it' s easy to let go, of futile and the needless | |
To let it lie, to let it go | |
jia lue shan meng jing lian meng |
Behold this man on the road | |
The burden that he holds | |
He lost it all but still he carries on | |
The dead are left behind | |
On the road of pain and grief | |
Promises have been broken | |
Once again he' s been deceived | |
Homeless man he is | |
A wanderer without a hope | |
Why this heavy burden | |
What does he seek | |
Homeless man he is | |
Searching for his dreams | |
Why this heavy burden | |
Lost all his beliefs | |
The Spirit Roams | |
Behold today the face of this man | |
He smiles now as he knows | |
He' s burden starts to slowly fade away | |
He laughs at himself | |
Now it' s easy to let go, of futile and the needless | |
To let it lie, to let it go | |
jiā lüè shān mèng jìng lián méng |