Testo The wanderer Seth Lakeman

The wanderer

Across sliding hills and sculpted fields your way it soon ascends,
Into a landscape all worn and wise you're rouven from the blend.
From granite vast to sticky marsh, you'll lead your time at ease.
For lonely is this wonderer, whose carried on the breeze.

From circle stones to castles flown and ancient noble mounds.
Drinking in your history and legends that surround,
Choke white horse will bow to you and mark you weary frank.
For lonely is the wonderer who walks these mighty bounds.w
This crucial common way, these tracks of your domain.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.

You shelter on the spreading beats that hold all autumn flare.
From pails of rain that smother you and fill the icy air.
Arrow hedges torn by gales that shape and steady ground.
For lonely is the wanderer who hails from town to town.

This crucial common way, these tracks of your domain.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.

From abbey lanes to grave remains,
The truth is seldom seen.
Drinking in your sanctuary on a bed of rolling green.
A passage to be sober, a passage to be free.
For lonely is this wanderer whose carried on the breeze.

This crucial common way, the tracks of your domain.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.
Keep on moving, keep on moving on.
Rise and ramble, the land where you belong.