Once I went on a lonely road.
I was told not to go there,
But my stubborn self refused to listen,
And I knew no one who would care.
And off I went with tears arising,
No one to stop me, as I alight to the skies.
I wanted to see the world, so now I would.
To travel it all, bring tales of good.
Once I went on a lonely road,
No traveler to meet one’s eye.
My only provisions, I stocked what I could,
Too content to heave a sigh.
I traveled all alone, never meeting another soul,
But who am I to wonder? and take upon my toll?
So by and by, the years continued,
And I never regretted my choice.
Once I went on a lonely road,
And I,
I,
Walk from the fields that I sowed.