Testo Wayfaring Stranger Hp Lovecraft
One of these mornings and it wonât be long
All men will rise, stand side by side;
Than hand in hand weâll stand together,
Vibrations calling all mankind.
I'm going there to meet my brothers,
And from that land weâll find a way;
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger,
Looking for a brighter day.
Brighter day
Brighter day
Brighter day