I'm on a long journey,
from village to village, from town to town,
sometimes all alone, sometimes with a companion,
country up, country down, traditionally.
With nothing as my stance is reinforced,
My belongings are tied up tightly.
Charlie hangs on my shoulder,
The nose guides my path.
On my body I only carry Gear and hat,
the perennial and am good-natured,
to hike with hard work and spit,
the experiences of others.
So I collect in the hiking book,
the testimony My work now,
Speak properly, the seal is splendid,
To honor my stranger's shaft.
You Tippelbrother, wanderer,
You funny fellow,
Sit down to us, take part in it,
at our fireplace!
Just drink a lot, grab a drink,
let's enjoy the night!
Before you move on tomorrow,
/>singing and laughing!
So I wander day in and day out,
I've been away from home for years,
careful in all weathers,
to find a place to spend the night.
And if cow heads sometimes laugh,
then it doesn't matter to me or my business,
because once I'm a local,
then I'll become champion and then I'll laugh!< br/>You tipple brother, wanderer,
you funny fellow,
sit with us, have a part in it,
at our fire pit!
Just drink heavily, grab it too,
let's enjoy the night!
Before you move on tomorrow,
we'll sing and laugh!
You tipple brother, wanderer,
you funny fellow,
Sit down with us, take part in it,
at our fire pit!
Just drink something strong, have a drink,
Let's enjoy the night!
Before you move on tomorrow,
There's singing and laughter!
You tipple brother, wanderer,
You funny fellow,
Now you're moving away, I imagine
I would be in your place !
The wind blows around your nose,
in freedom, step by step,
I look dreamily at the horizon,
I would like to come with you.

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