Ever homeless I wandered,
seeking new lands,
but nowhere could I find,
where my heart abides,
whither shall I go, I wonder,
where shall I belong,
in what haven shall I rest,
in joy and in song,
for ever land seems far,
and the journey is wrought with tears,
but a longing grows in me,
for a place where I belong,

Dark woods I saw,
and mighty cities of men,
in my journey I passed,
through heaven and through hell,
through all the mighty leagues,
of land and of sea,
I travelled with the winds,
but no place was there for me;
whither shall I go, I wonder,
where shall my heart abide,
what haven shall I find,
for the people of my kind.