Little Wanderer — текст песни (Betray my secrets)

troubled, wildered and forlorn
dark benighted, travel-worn
and all heart-broke I heard her say:
oh my children, does it cry?
does it hear its mother sigh?

pitying I dropped a tear
but I saw a starbeam near
who replied:
i am set to light you the ground
while your mother strives around
follow now the mother`s groans
little wanderer, hurry home,
hurry home!

little wanderer, hurry home!

sweet sleep, angel mild,
hover over me!
truth, be a lantern to my past!
I prepare my soul for flight,
prepare my head for death`s cold hand
to hurry home