Poems (Vadlan)/The Wanderer
THE WANDERER
The way is dark, the night is weary,
O wanderer come home!
The hours are long, all time is dreary,
O wanderer come home!
O wanderer come home!
The hours are long, all time is dreary,
O wanderer come home!
A still, small voice is calling and tender teardrops falling,
O wanderer come home!
Your restless steps are taking the life of hearts that's breaking
O wanderer come home!
O wanderer come home!
Your restless steps are taking the life of hearts that's breaking
O wanderer come home!
The faint, far, distant whisp'ring
Is ringing in his ear,
For answer they are listening,
The wanderers voice to hear.
Is ringing in his ear,
For answer they are listening,
The wanderers voice to hear.
In words, that speak a message clear
There rings a clear, true tone,
O! fret no more, but wake and hear,
The wanderer will come home.
There rings a clear, true tone,
O! fret no more, but wake and hear,
The wanderer will come home.