STORY/ SCENARIO: When two travellers heading in opposite directions meet on the road, one of them offers to trade stories of their respective homelands.

VARIATIONS: None

How lies the land
In the back of beyond?
Tell me, oh traveller, for it's there I am bound:
Flames may be fanned
From the smouldering embers
Of a mystery you can expound!
If the truth you vouchsafe me I'll pay you in kind,
And acquaint you with wonders I'm leaving behind -

Woven in song
Like a tapestry rare -
Singing the stories of my faraway home.
There I belong,
Though my destiny calls me
To the hills where you once used to roam.
Let the thrill of adventure all sadness destroy,
And awaken within you a fountain of joy!

Fortune has smiled
On the two of us here:
Sweet is the meadow, and the snow-scented sky!
Laugh like child:
To the shriek of our voices
Hear the wind's ghostly whisper reply.