To the Sea Songtext
von Maria Chiara Argirò

Blue black silver
Green grey white horse
Breaks for home
Alone

Spray stung sea bird
Keeps pace with the wild mob′s roar
Crests break
Hearts soar
All ends entwined
Hope marks the tide line


Fate tossed
Cast off into the swell, now
As rolling mountains
Rise up and gather speed
In restless motion
Carving nations
Patient as the painting of each day's dawn

Fate tossed
Cast off into the swell, now
As rolling mountains
Rise up and gather speed
In restless motion
Carving nations
Patient as the painting of each day′s dawn