Ocean, I am drawn to all you hide, Raised on the earth I look out to the sky And wake to the call of the angels In the silent blooming of life, Seasons crown the arches of our time, Stars read their signs In the shade of our sun, But I seek the soul Of the evergreen redeeming, I seek the pearl of the tides,
So sail with me on the twilight sea And the sky will be burning The light of our dreams, Gold is the grave of the Argo, Wakes the curse of time, Gold is the grave of the Argo, Breaks the curse of time, As the sirens sing below And your visions turn to stone,
Lay your sable sorcery on me, Dark is the spell of the love That you gave to me, O Medea In the kindness and the cruelty Of life, thorned with tears In the omen of the ending, Life, born to dream On sails that raise us to the stars
So sail with me on the twilight sea And the sky will be burning The light of our dreams, Gold is the grave of the Argo, Wakes the curse of time, Gold is the grave of the Argo, Breaks the curse of time, As the sirens sing below And your visions turn to stone