The wilderness will wait Said I'd be back again While I seek the crowds While I'm on the stage
In life there is a time For everything And there with open arms The wilderness will wait
Wait for my return While my oats are being sowed In the city lights In the arms of boys and girls
Youth it is a time For the exterior But in the hollow of a tree The forest waits for me
Wherever I may roam Berlin, Paris or Stockholm A piece of forest comes with me
And watches silently All my little wins And great disappointments Together it reassures That soon we will returnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.