Der Wegweiser
The Sign Post

Winterreise A Journey into Winter


Why do I keep off paths
Where other people go
And search out hidden trails
Among rocks deep in snow?

There’s nothing I have done
To make me hide my face,
So what mad craving drives me
To this deserted place.

Sign posts on every road point out
The route to town that’s best,
But I just wander endlessly
In restless search for rest.

One sign post I see standing
And unswerving I keep to its track,
For on the road I have to follow
There is no turning back.