The sun is fast fallin'
Beneath trees of stone
The light in the tower
No longer my home
Passed eyes of pale fire
Black sand for my bed
I trade all I've known for the unknown ahead

Call to me, call to me, lands far away!
For I must now wander, this wandering day
Away I must wander, this wandering day

Of drink I have little
And food I have less
My strength tells me no
But the path demands yes

My legs are so short and the way is so long
I've no rest nor comfort
No comfort but song

Sing to me, sing to me, lands far away!
Oh risе up and guide me this wandering day
Plеase promise to find me this wandering day

At last comes their answer
Through cold and through frost
That not all who wonder or wander are lost
No matter the sorrow
No matter the cost
That not all who wonder or wander are lost