Young Traveller

Keep my secret, don't hurt me: 
I still regret painfully 
It's to heavy for my back 
Don't betray me, see this crack 

I'm scared... 

From castle to court, from south to north 
We go again...we go again 

Tired, dead, sleepy, mad 
Cowards, travellers...Mad 

All we know that there's no time to waste 
And no chance to feel sweet freedom's taste. Never... 

We go again...we go again... 

Cowards! Mad!