The Wonderer

The wonderer alone like an island
on the ocean
alone like a little star wandering
into the emptiness
your rugs hustled by the wind
and you marching on the dirt-track
can you hear the call ?
the dust of the fields is your food
the summers rain is your drink
you are alone
black birds the sky far away
your eyes still proud they're
the first flashes of the morning sun
waking the earth up to life
the warrior and the tear-drop
you're the tear-drop and the salt
of the earth
by the roads cinerary urns
the ashes of your ancestors
can you feel their magic
pre-slavonic power ?
can you hear their voices ?
you're their descendant
in your veins fire
pure cult
find your people
lead them to victory
you are the warrior
your destination is to fight