Can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water?
We just keep dreaming of the land across the river.
We are always on the way,
to find the place we belong.
Wandering to nowhere,
we're paddling,
down the raging sea
Who can cross over
such raving windand water?
On the rolling boat we sit,
shivering with coldness.
Come by an island,
come by a hillock.
It's just another place.
We paddle on,
down the raging sea.
But in one morning we'll see the sun, (morning we'll see the suuuuun)
bright shining morning dew singing. (bright shining morning dew siiiinging)
They who will search will find the land
of evergreen.
(search for the laaaaand)
Can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water?
We just keep paddling down the sea, up the river.
No destination but we are together.
In the silent sadness we're paddling, (we're paddling down, we're paddling)
down the raging sea,
down to nowhere.
We're paddling....
Down the sea...
Down to nowhere...