Paroles de The Perpetual Journey

When I think of the perpetual journey through life When it always feels like autumn The wind moves slowly to the north And the flowers die Rain falls in my dreams I must travel again and search for comfort I must search again for the voice of tenderness I must travel again to next autumn The perpetual journey to next autumn When I wander on the stony road through life When it felt like I carried a sorrow Then the sun hides slowly in the clouds and [indisinct] goodbye Soon the snow falls in my dreams I must travel again and search for comfort I must search again for the voice of tenderness I must travel again to next autumn The perpetual journey to next autumn Oooo the perpetual journey to next autumn