Daudalogn
The world silent
No movement in the high sea
Sounds like the silence of a grave
There is none awake
There is no rapid tempo
Total dead calm
Yet the noble believe
People may show hope
I see through the calm
All towing on the centuries
We realize it's easy
Tourists and me
Fill the mountains
This echoes
Echoes in our heads
There is dead calm
Yet the noble believe
People may show hope
Through the flames I see
Now a dark boat wonder into the hope
The morning rain
All its calm ripples in place
And the seagull attacks in
And the seagull breaks into the dead calm
