Our vests will never gaze over beyond chin Forcing each breath through the well The wind has no commanding, none! Hearts beating for our destination Flushing the skies, turn to red For signs of fair weather God of no reflections or burdens have fallen In the old district show
(Chorus) Hail! Follow the path
Follow the wind Follow the rising steps Hail! Follow the weak Follow the faith Follow your heart!
(Verse 2) Seek passage slowly to reach the harbor Towing the ship in Tibet The lights that welcome us back No words can express our relation Oh, how it's good to be home Back in this town again! (Run away! The memories!) (A flash attention is drawing its face)
(Chorus)
(Bridge) Long gone, the days fan away From this anchoring Luncheons are all that remain When you depart again