After the storm, we stand!
Sailing again, discovering new lands
We follow the wind! Beware!
Your eyes can be fooled to lose every route
Under the sun, we run!
Leaving in each place our own trace
We tell our thoughts, we write what we meet
We tell all the people, the fears, the needs
October 29th, a shipwreck slows down the pace
The journey's end was painted on our scared faces
In the trouble, in the danger, we start to remember
What we earn, what we give, what we still believe
One page for an old man's folk story
One page for a woman's deep eyes
Even for a pain, even for a lie
A blank page you will find
Carry on! Feel the road!
Where the journey ends again we don't know!
Once again, cross the edge!
We keep alive what we live with this line!
And you cannot write until you have lived
How many words will fill this page?
Maybe a tale, maybe a rhyme
Maybe a love we cannot requite
A lesson you give, and thousand received!
We want to remember all!
December 27th, the first time we'll sail together
We don't know where is the way
But the quest for us now is the same
We leave the home, we leave affections
To take our own direction
We want it all, we keep on fighting
No disguise! No compromise!
One page for an old man's folk story
One page for a woman's deep eyes
Even for a pain, even for a lie
A blank page you will find
Carry on! Feel the road!
Where the journey ends again we don't know!
Once again, cross the edge!
We keep alive what we live with this line!
One page for an old man's folk story
One page for a woman's deep eyes
Even for a pain, even for a lie
A blank page you will find
Carry on! Feel the road!
Where the journey ends again we don't know!
Once again, cross the edge!
We keep alive what we live with this line!
