Better being a good tourist than a bad traveler.
aphorism by Ramon Eder, translated by Dan Costinaş
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Universal Traveler
Universal Traveler - Air
(Talkie Walkie; Trans. by Tish)
I know so many
Places in the world
I follow the sun
In my silver plane
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
If you have a look
Outside on the sea
Everything is white
It's so wonderful
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
So far
So far
So far away
I met so many
People in my life
I've got many friends
Who can care for me
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Trust fills everywhere ?
And tomorrow
Is a brand new day
Let's go somewhere else
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
So far
So far
So far away
So far
So far
So far away
So far
So far
So far away
So far
So far
So far away
song performed by by Air
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The traveler was active; he went strenuously in search of people, of adventure, of experience. The tourist is passive; he expects interesting things to happen to him. He goes ""sight-seeing.""
quote by Daniel J. Boorstin
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The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see.
quote by Gilbert K. Chesterton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Dream As A Traveller
I have a beautiful dream,
A dream As a lone traveler,
For being a lonely traveler
To see many beautiful places,
To see many beautiful scenery,
To see lakes, rivers, ocean and mountains.
Travelling is my Passion,
To experience other country's culture,
food and traditions
To meet beautiful and friendly people,
To make friends around,
Just Like you and me
Travelling is my life
Just Love the travel freedom
To see the world alone
As back packer
Dream of a traveler
To write and share my travelling story
As a lone traveler.
To travel around the world
To go to the most remote places on earth
Give me the best excitement and amazement
Good for my soul and life experience.
14 March 2012
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Road of life
Time is passing
the circle is shrinking
road is gloomy
traveler is muddled
sounds like dirges
sight of casket
randomizes the mind
the soul seems incomplete
traveler feels hollow
standing up with a will
efforts ending in smoke
rides, insane
traveler is fedup
ball keeps rolling
gets bigger and bigger on its way
isolation gave nothing but tears
poem by Syed Muhammad Furqan
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The worst thing about being a tourist is having other tourists recognize you as a tourist.
quote by Russell Baker
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Unknown Traveler
(Music: DirkschneiderKaufmannGianola - Words: DirkschneiderKaufmann)
I've passed the lonely gates of Babylon
I've touched the ancient pyramids
I've seen the golden face of Taj Mahal
I've felt the sea of Atlantis
I've counted bricks along the China Wall
I've rode the Slopes Of Kathmandu
I've tasted all the rocks of Everest
To the mountains of the moon
I've seen it all
Through time and matter
No more retreat and no more defeat
So hear the call
The final battle
I'm under attack - I want to come back
I am the unknown traveler - always on the move
I am the unknown traveler
I am the unknown traveler - always on the move
I am the unknown traveler
I've joined the table back in Camelot
Looked for the wood for Merlin's wand
I've traveled places I've been everywhere
I've traveled times so on and on
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Tourism
Decisive tourist
Chancellor Adolph Hitler
Visits Paris
The final tourist
President George Bush
Visits Baghdad
poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
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Traveler
Traveler, Traveler
You've always been travelling forward
When do you come home
He says, I walk around the earth
after a loop
I'll be home
poem by Zhiqing Wei
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I'm not a good tourist, I don't like tourism.
A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.
A Traveler's Petite Secret
I'm a traveler
I travel around the globe
With my sociable outlook
And designer garments
With my body concealed
My affectionate heart wishes
I'm a traveler
I travel around the globe
With my sociable outlook
I lock my heart in the refrigerate
This cost me worth the dollar
Just because I don't desire
My heart stolen by a stranger ….
I'm a traveler
I travel around the globe
With my sociable outlook
A stranger turns into a buddy
I chit chat my petite secret
Slight I didn't sense his spirit
Unlocked my heart from the refrigerate
And make me feel affection for him.
poem by Ezna Stephna
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Earle Birney
No agèd tourist you
Explorer guide and ever young
Who in a magic land
Where trembling minds step warily
Can see horizons out of sight
Of ordinary men
But are you not like us
Do we not follow where you lead
And are we really strangers in this realm
That seems so surely ours
You take our souls
And show them glimpses of themselves
Yet as a tourist guide
You hardly fill the role
You seek no token of our thanks
But what a gratitude there is
And envy too
For one whose youth cannot grow old
For one whose spirit never dies
poem by Roger Clark
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The Allegory Of Good And Evil
i made a cottage
of nipa and bamboo
and rattan
by the side of the
sea
it is not that
luxurious
any common man of this
village may come and
rest
i put the sign that any
tired man may sleep there
any traveler may use it
for free
i was away for three days
when i visited it
the vandals drew a big penis and
a vagina as big as a platter
poured black paint on the floor
and scattered drift wood
in the center of the floor
how unkind are these unknown
vandals?
but we cannot be outdone
we clean it again
repaint it with green and beige
to cover the obscenity
i guess, what devil destroy
God is never tired repairing
because we have promised
to be instruments of good
then we must all comply
now the cottage stands clean again
welcoming still a tired traveler.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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David, the marble sculpture....
the human
male sculpture of David
stands tall
naked to the tourist
amazed
to the greatness of
the marble
body
was it the story of this
man whose stone did not
miss Goliath?
was it the genius of his
creator who mastered
the curves and
balance via
the marble and the
chisel?
or is it this unending feeling
of the tourist
still unsatisfied about what
is lustful and
beautiful?
if you have seen and touched
it by now you must
have understood
what it is to be naked
admired
and then abandoned
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Moon Fishing
When the moon was full they came to the water.
some with pitchforks, some with rakes,
some with sieves and ladles,
and one with a silver cup.
And they fished til a traveler passed them and said,
"Fools,
to catch the moon you must let your women
spread their hair on the water --
even the wily moon will leap to that bobbing
net of shimmering threads,
gasp and flop till its silver scales
lie black and still at your feet."
And they fished with the hair of their women
till a traveler passed them and said,
"Fools,
do you think the moon is caught lightly,
with glitter and silk threads?
You must cut out your hearts and bait your hooks
with those dark animals;
what matter you lose your hearts to reel in your dream?"
And they fished with their tight, hot hearts
till a traveler passed them and said,
"Fools,
what good is the moon to a heartless man?
Put back your hearts and get on your knees
and drink as you never have,
until your throats are coated with silver
and your voices ring like bells."
And they fished with their lips and tongues
until the water was gone
and the moon had slipped away
in the soft, bottomless mud.
poem by Lisel Mueller
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Never Any Good
I was never any good at loving you
I was never any good at coming
Through for you
Youre going to feel much better
When you cut me loose forever
I was never any good
Never any good
I was never any good at loving you
I was dying when we met
I bet my life on you
But you called me and I folded
Like you knew Id do
You called my ace, my king, my bluff
Okay, you win, enoughs enough
I was never any good
Never any good
I was never any good at loving you
I was pretty good at taking out
The garbage
Pretty good at holding up the wall
Dealing with the fire and the earthquake
But that dont count
That dont count
That dont count for nothing much at all
I was never any good at loving you
I was just a tourist in your bed looking
At the view
But I cant forget where my lips
Have been
Those holy hills, that deep ravine
I was never any good
Never any good
I was never any good at loving you
I was pretty good at taking out the garbage
Pretty good at holding up the wall
Im sorry for my crimes against
The moonlight
I didnt think
I didnt think
I didnt think the moon would mind at all
I was never any good at loving you
At doing what a woman really wants
A man to do
Youre going to feel much better
When you cut me loose forever
I was never any good
Never any good
I was never any good at loving you
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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There is nothing so good for the human soul as the discovery that there are ancient and flourishing civilized societies which have somehow managed to exist for many centuries and are still in being though they have had no help from the traveler in solving their problems.
quote by Walter Lippmann
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Armadillo Streets
The dust has just begun to settle
Forming crop circles in the carpet
Oil marks kiss the walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
Spin me around one last time
Disappear with the walking sun
Look down that road lonely traveler
Before you pack your things
Vagabond shoes have lead you nowhere
But further away from home
Look down that road lonely traveler
Before you turn to leave
Just a tumbleweed blowing aimlessly
Along armadillo streets
Count the days as they barely move
Denying you didn't stop you from coming
Consumed under the trance of the moon
Enter Casanova
As ransom notes fall from your lips
Lies espoused, digested through a hungry mouth
Defense falls paper thin, until
I loose all inhibitions
Look down that road lonely traveler
Before you pack your things
Vagabond shoes have lead you nowhere
But further away from home
Look down that road lonely traveler
Before you turn to leave
Just a tumbleweed blowing aimlessly
Along armadillo streets
The residue of another late nate rendevous
Greets me with the morning light
Half smoked cigarettes, a bottle of gin
A post card signed, 'See you next time'
I trace your silohette into the heels of your mirage
But I never did plan to understand
What happened after dark
Look down that road lonely traveler
Before you turn to leave
Just a tumbleweed blowing aimlessly
Along armadillo streets
poem by Kay Gardner
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To M.L. Lozinsky
I feel the undefeated fear,
In presence of the misty heights;
I'm glad that swallows fly here
And I enjoy the belfry's flight!
The ancient traveler is going, I suppose,
Above the gulf on bending footway's planks,
The snow ball continues in its growth,
And great eternity on clocks of stone strikes.
But I am not that traveler at all,
That flashes on the dry and faded leaves,
And really in me the sadness calls;
Indeed, the avalanche among the highlands lives!
A ring of bells my own soul fills -
But music cannot save from devastating falls!
poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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