God bless those who can go, Leave the places he belongs to... Capfull of wind will lead Rocking waves of arrogance... Unsure of destination You'll make it through Look in the sky... You'll look up in the makarelle sky
You'll sail and the white horses Will run side by your side! Just only chasing the dissappearing stars... And rabbit's scut will lure you Admire the moment now! You'll sail and the white horses will run side by your side... They'll run side by your side...
With all sails set Go tempt the Providence! Go take the hint! Don't dare to strike them...
Ahead of hopes and wishes You'll yearn looking for it... For the star that was shining... For the star that was shining...