Her name is Amina. The keeper of the tribe's goats, she knows all the paths and all the trails on the great plateau of white stones that stretches all the way to the horizon. She walks and hops on ... [+]
Rush not my child
For the road is long
When the world puts you down
Sing your lost song
Rush not my child
For the light will guide your way
At moments of impasse
You’ll find the words to say
Rush not my child
For this life is yours alone
Remain focused and headstrong
This will always be your home
For the road is long
When the world puts you down
Sing your lost song
Rush not my child
For the light will guide your way
At moments of impasse
You’ll find the words to say
Rush not my child
For this life is yours alone
Remain focused and headstrong
This will always be your home
