I met a wanderer in a golden cloak
he looked at me straight , he looked at me sharp.
he gave me some riddles with no answer to them.
and when I got puzzled started to laugh.
"your mind is of value , you should listen to it.
try not to hide in miseries of life.
go your way , step on slippery stones
you 'll be safe , always alright."
He gave me a gift, I am holding it tight.
it is in my pocket till dying days.
I know he was just another old man.
with crazy ideas,but dear to heart.