The road goes on and on
Mountains separate us from our destination
The shining sun, hot on our faces
a drop of sweat drips
slowly down
on the face of my brother
heavy the load
steep the road
high the hills
but there
in the distance
the horizon
A bird soars through the sky
An eagle calling
here I am
come to me
come home
Step by step
little by little
to the end
still endless
There, on top of the hill
the sight
the future
But before me
the dale
where they are
in between me
and the horizon
New window to the future
the dream has flown
my home, lost
Stop!
I fight
Against hill and dale
Against the load
Against the road
Go!
I break loose
From the noose that holds me
that stops me
here and now
And I fight
fór here and now
for the future
for my home
with everything I've got
They all watch
Why?
Do you do it?
Why now?
But I hear the eagle
I see the eagle
and I know
That is my home
That is where I belong
And one day, I'll return
Dorien de Keyzer