Farewell earth, for I’m on the wing!


“Swing, swing,
Sing, sing,
Here’s my throne, and I am a King!
Swing, sing,
Swing, sing,
Farewell earth, for I’m on the wing!
Low, high,
Here I fly,
Like a bird through sunny sky;
Free, free,
Over the lea,
Over the mountain, over the sea!”

(W. Allingham in A swing song)
Landgraaf (NL)

I left you in a blind street


“When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right”

(Bob Dylan in Don’t think twice, it’s all right)
Antwerpen (B)

Staying in a tent can be very relaxing


“And much I marvel now how men
Can waste their fleeting days in greed;
That one man should desire more gold
Than twenty men should truly need;
For is not this green tent more sweet
Than any chamber of the great?”

(H.W. Davies in The green tent)
Durby (B)

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