Where will I wander and wander
nobody knows
but wherever I'm going I'll go
in search of a rose...

Whatever the will of the weather
and wether it shines or snows
wherever I'm going I'll go
in search of a rose...

I don't know where it's found
but I don't mind...
As long as the world spins around
I'll take my time...

I'll savour the softness of summer
I'll wrap up when winter blows
and wherever I'm going I'll go
in search of a rose...