The
Travelling Bard
I’m an
ancient traveler
I’ve
travelled far and long
Distant dreams,
I’ve had
Of my
music’s day
How many
songs I’ve sung
I can’t
start to count now
How many
cheerful faces
I could
quite easily tell
I am a
travelling bard
I’ve sung
songs on courage
I’ve
sung of devotion
Stopping
only for a night’s rest
I wake
up to cheerful smiles
Of people
who walk by
The tree
by which I slumber
I’m a
pathetic fool
I laugh
at all my losses
I play
for similar fools
I eat
raw berries and roots
I drink
fresh water too
Every year
grows old
And so
do I
But I’m
never tired
After a
good day’s work
I’m paid
wages in smiles
I live
on holy mother earth
Home is wherever
I stay
I teach
those who call my name
I’m a
happy soul
I’ve got
no reason to lie
I’m always
happy
When life’s
this simple to live
I walked
all night and day
I rest
only when company
Does come
along my way
It’s truthful
to say
I talk
of peace wherever I go
True to
my word it does snow
Every season
I conjure
With my
music’s play