One eye turns to the forward track,
The other eye looks sadly back. I'm getting wall-eyed from the strain,
(It's tough to have an idle brain)
But One says "Stay" and One says "Go"
And One says "Yes," and One says "No,"
And One Self wants a home and wife
And One Self craves the drifter's life.
cusco you have been my home for three months
you´ve brought me the purest form of happiness;
that´s all ive ever wanted.