Stormborn

The waves strikes the hull, the ropes are tearing. The compass trembles in my hand. The storm grants no smiles, only the wind's whistle On the rock. We sail through the storm and the tattered wind, Through the darkness where the stars have died. We sail on, and no one in the world Will ever turn back. The one who led us through salt and squalls, Through broken masts and shards of stone. In the fury of the end shall see the Quiet pier of a peaceful harbor. We sail through the storm and the tattered wind, Through the darkness where the stars have died. We sail on, and no one in the world Will ever turn back. Ah, crash! The rudder blade is shattered. The light goes out, the helm room is empty. The compass smashed, the map washed away. Hold on, brother. We sail through the storm and the tattered wind, Through the darkness where the stars have died. We sail on, and no one in the world Will ever turn back. Morning come, a port on the horizon. The bowsprit is broken, but our flag is whole. We are alive, we are on the threshold. He who survived, he has won. We sail through the storm and the tattered wind, Through the darkness where the stars have died. We are alive, and no one in the world Will turn this ship around.