The Sea

What do you dream
What do you think
The sea, boundless yonder of waves
Just one doubt or
Just one wrong move
The sea will dissolve
Us ‘till nothing remains

When young rosy fingered
Dawn appeared
Our fate has come
The cunning and powerful
Daughter of Atlas
Implore you let us go home

Wanderers follow the sea
Where it’s meeting the sky
The sea knows no mercy
Knows no force than it’s own
Below us is the land of ships
Above is the cradle of storms
Still coast was tiresome
And now only waves and swarms

The cunning and powerful
Goddess Calypso
Who will not let us go home