When one says goodbye
Goes to indefinite
With the wind like leaves blowing
One sings a song of wanderlust
For the road pulls
It smells of tar, of salt and sea

Whoever packs up their misfortune
Is seduced by the wind
Now in autumn when storks migrate

One leaves much here
Friend, I thank you
For the kiss, the last greeting

I want to keep going
See no tears
Such a farewell is far from death

One never completely leaves
Something of me remains here
It always has its place with you

Even if it stings so much
Don't clip your wings
To the friend who loves the distance

To a vagabond
Does not hurt the heart
Take a piece with you on the way

But then let me go
See the world is big
Without freedom
I'm almost like dead

Never (Never) one completely leaves
Something of me remains here
It always has its place with you

One never completely leaves
Something of me remains here
It always has its place with you

One never completely separates
Something of you goes with
It always has its place with me

One never completely leaves

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