You can walk everywhere,
When someone else's footsteps
And words like mistakes, repeat
And as someone else's shadow, endlessly chasing,
Throwing his thoughts to the wind.

Me, this race, not very fun,
So I will leave it to others.

Where there are no roads,
The trail will wipe your, to your destination.
Where there are no roads,
Becoming my guidepost.
You can meet me there,
Where the Heart game, for the soul,
When you fool, and you lose track of a step,
Then the quiet heart notes, listen.

There, without hurry, I'll get to each other,
Because why go elsewhere? I do not know!
Together in harmony, the first, the only
I'll get my land, I will drive the mast!

Where there are no roads,
The trail will wipe your, to your destination.
Where there are no roads,
Becoming my guidepost.
You can meet me there,
Where the Heart game, for the soul,
When you fool, and you lose track of a step,
Then the quiet heart notes, listen.

I'll be there, I'll be there,
I'll be where there was none.
If you also dare to,
You will find the way as I ...

Together in harmony, I'll get to each other,
First, the only'll get your land,
I will fasten the mast!

Where there are no roads,
The trail will wipe your.
Where there are no roads,
You can meet me there.
Where the Heart game, for the soul,
When you fool, and you lose track of a step,
Then the quiet heart notes, listen.

... For the purpose of ...
Where there are no roads,
Becoming my guidepost.
You can meet me there,
Where the Heart game, for the soul,
When you fool, and you lose track of a step,
Then the quiet heart notes, listen.