Wanderer's song

I have had enough of women, and enough of love,

But the land waits, and the sea waits, and day and night is enough;

Give me a long white road, nd the grey wide path of the sea,

And the wind's will and the bird's will, and the heart-ache still in me.

Why should I seek out sorrow, and give gold for strife?

I have loved much and wept much, but tears and love are not life:

The grass calls to my heart, and the foam to my blood cries up,

And the sun shines and the road shines, and the wine's in the cup.

I have had enough of wisdom, and enough of mirth,

For the way's one and the end's one, and it's soon to the ends of the earth;

And it's then goodnight and to bed, and if heels or heart ache,

Well, it's sound sleep and long sleep, and sleep too deep to wake.