I am walking, br I know that. br I will never return br to these wheatfields... br br My rucksack is full br of memories... br At one point, br I will get rid br of this load.... br br I´m saving the light, br the greyhounds, br my bike, br some books, br and the whisper.... br of the wind br on the plains. br br Someone is waiting for me br across the river br on the other side....