At the gloaming shore, neither sea nor land The heaving immeasurable darkness ahead Moonlit the stannic waves swell up and threat And the nightly breeze is calling my name
I gaze into the night, as if I could see No land in sight but a voracious deep I resign myself onto the barque To set sail to perdition, a fate so dark
Can you feel them, can you see them The green hills, the silver stream Can you not see the newborn sky, the auburn sun You are so near the sun of the dawn
Across the waves of the fever sea The lashing billows hurling curses at me Bawling the cormorant mouths open wide Snatching and gnawing, bane at my side
Deathwards the ferry glides across the waters so deep To the foul land, athwart the venomous sea Resistance worn down and a broken will A crippled heart, sense come to nil
Can you feel it, can you hear it The oaks song, the raven's call Can you not see the newborn sky, the auburn sun You are so near the sun of the dawn
Can you feel them, can you see them The green hills, the silver stream Can you not see the newborn sky, the auburn sun Can you not see the sun of the dawn You are so near tir' jovinconTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
