走吧。流浪去。

You're never really done for, as long as you've got a good story and someone to tell it to

We'll start from scratch.

Sometimes that's the way you have to do it.

You go right back to the beginning.

Why why why why why?

I think land people waste a lot of time wondering why.

Winter comes and you can't wait for summer, summer comes and you live in dread of winter.

That's why you never tire of traveling, always chasing someplace far away,where it's always summer.

 Land is a ship too big for me,

 it's a woman too beautiful,

it's a voyage too long,

perfume too strong,

it's a music I don'tknow how to make.