In time bleeding wounds will heal Unlike some which are too deep to see Like scars in a nomads soul Their mending is so slow Not the shout of a hundred enemies Can make him feel fear inside him But when sun sets and the cold arrives With crushing solitude in the darkness of night

He will ride across land and time To find a way through this endless night There's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul But the wanderer's part is to ride alone

With bare hands he has taken many lives He has had a hundred women by his side From enchanted woods to the freezing north He is known at every sea and far beyond As the moon grows and the circle is complete He lies down and waits for sleep But there's always a scenery in his mind Of all that beauty he once left behind

He will ride across land and time To find a way through this endless night There's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul But the wanderer's part is to ride alone

He will ride across land and time To find a way through this endless night There's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul But the wanderer's part is to ride alone

He will ride across land and time To find a way through this endless night There's a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul But the wanderer's part is to ride alone