Pilgrimage

Hear, my son

The things I will tell you

They're all about

Everything you can reach

The first lesson

You must to know

Is don't fear to ask

Don´t be afraid to learn

A learned man talks

A wise one, hears

You must to decide

Which do you want to be

If your words aren't

Nicer than silence

You better say nothing

Or you can start a war

Always be aware

That it is far easier

To move a river

Than the will of a man

Earth is your home

And nature your lover

Please take care of them

Or they will turn against you

Take just what

They offer to you

And don't fight for more

No one can own the world

Now, my son

You must let me go

I have seen enough things

Since long time ago

I can finally rest

And, please, don't forget

The knowledge I taught you

I'll always be there

Souls will cry

When moths fly

Fool!

Never cry a live well lived!

You're insulting my memory

If you think I wasted my life

I have gone too soon

Leaving you with so much to learn

Pain is the best master

…Even though stave

Treasure the gift

Your live gives to you

Use it wisely

Time is always sand

Friends and food

And family too

Are the most important

Pillars of peace of mind

The best advices

I can give to you

Are: Patience is a virtue

And make your own wishes true