I am just a traveller, a victim of the times
Blown in this direction by the closing of the mind
This whole world is shadowed now, how can we begin?
Hurl apart and scattered like the leaves before the wind

Which way to turn? Which way to go?
Which way but who knows? Any way the wind blows
It blows so cold, it blows so free, the world goes
Any way the wind blows, that goes for me

I have been a labourer worker with my hand
Lately times were hard, I had to work in foreign land
Sure, I miss my children, I couldn't back to be apart
If I could work at home, I'd still be working with my heart

Which way to turn? Which way to go?
Which way but who knows? Any way the wind blows
It blows so cold, it blows so free, the world goеs
Any way the wind blows, that goes for me

I am just a vagabond sociеty reject
I don't know where I'm headed for or where I wind up next
Maybe the embankment,with the gloves to keep me warm
Maybe I keep flowing like the dust before the storm

Which way to turn? Which way to go?
Which way but who knows? Any way the wind blows
It blows so cold, it blows so free, the world goes
Any way the wind blows, that goes for me
It blows so cold, it blows so free, the world goes
Any way the wind blows, that goes for me