Three cliffs there stand High above where high winds howl Surrounding silence Three birds climb, then turn to fall
Waiting for someday when the ocean and sky Will cover up the land in deep blue Renaissance is over and I wonder: - Should I always be the same once again?
Take my hand and follow Sweeping trees, the coats of green Time has no place tomorrow Feel the good in endless dreams
Waiting for someday when the ocean and sky Will cover up the land in deep blue Renaissance is over and I wonder: - Should I close my eyes and pray? - Feel like I've betrayed? - Always be the same?
