The Islander
The sea is rough
The board is coverd by rain
But my crew is tough
Teached to feel not the fear and pain
We´ve taken the road to the sea
And we´ll never come back again
We are runnig from what is real
From the world, where we cannot remain

The ocean is the largest empire
With the mysterious day
And the magic night
Our wind is just the desire
But we don´t prey
Of the angel light

I know we will never find our new home
Maybe there would be a longed-for peace
But it is foolishly dreamed Rome
Where slaver became the slave on knees
We used to be outlaws condemned to die
Now we are etenral sailors on the endless sea
We watch the horizon, where water meets the sky
We´re doomed to sail forever and never to be free

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