Texty piesní The 3rd and the Mortal

The 3rd and the Mortal

Oceana

Oceana

Oceana in my heart

Oceana in my heart

Oceana carry with her

all the lost dreams

As a treasure

hidden underneath her waves

I went away to the outer hills

Where no trees can grow

and no man live

With my head held high

I asked the Northwind

Will you please

take me with you

And the winds lifted me up

like a bird whose wings were spread

Merely to put me down

I went to the Moon

When she was shining as bright as

as I have ever seen her

May I borrow some of the light

that you possess

But the moonbeam

could not reach deep enough

Then I saw her face

As the waves went away

She told me

She had been waiting

Cold winter nights

I walk upon the frozen earth

The Moon lights my way

The Northwind embraces me

Tells me to go on