TRAVELLING:

Come & travel with me, come along, let´s now go,

We shall hop, skip, fly & sail, but also, shall tiptoe,

We shall fly over old continents & sail over the seas,

We´ll swim in warm lakes, & oceans cold fit to freeze.

 

We shall paddle down the Amazon, Ebro, Nile & more,

Run through forests & fields, not knowing what´s in store,

Waltz through Vienna, & in Madrid, drink blood red wine,

We will touch islands & deserts, where stars softly shine.

 

We shall do all of Africa, Asia, the Americas & way below,

Kiss tulips in Amsterdam, where old winds sweetly blow,

We´ll soar over Mosques & steeples, of Imams & old Popes,

We shall escape to Gretna Green, where lovers go to elope.

 

Come & travel with me, over icy snows, silts & mud sods,

We´ll amble over hallowed ground, far older than the Gods,

We´ll breathe fresh air of nature, stilled in time´s perfume,

And when we´ve done it all, we´ll start then, with the moon.