The ship's rising up from the sea to the sky, cry, hey, hold on Just one sorry scream and a desperate cry, cry, hey, hold on Their lives pass before them
Tulkojums: Giant Gentle. Vraks.
The ship's rising up from the sea to the sky heyeheh Hold on Just one sorry scream and a desperate cry heyeheh Hold on Their lives pass before them before
my name Gentle as a butterfly in a violent hurricane I feel the spirit's breath free me from the net Flying off from captivity and the life I called a wreck
whispering my name Gentle as a butterfly In a violent hurricane I feel the spirits breath free me from the net Flying from captivity And the life I called a wreck
