Together, my friends,
we sail the oceans of grief
through cold nights
under gloomy skies
But I believe
the clouds will scatter
so that we can see
the distant stars,
and find our lost home
again...
we sail the oceans of grief
through cold nights
under gloomy skies
But I believe
the clouds will scatter
so that we can see
the distant stars,
and find our lost home
again...
Fear not to take my hand
when mist covers the waters
I am still with you
when I am gone...
when mist covers the waters
I am still with you
when I am gone...