Вершы: Novembre. Arte Novecento. Homecoming.

Just ride those notes and all that sand again
You'll find the same will of spreading our wings upon this graceless land

The sea continues to break on all that sand
And no stars keep on shining on my hands

Same wish, same gold, same fields of dreaming red

Same darkened sky of hopeless clouds above our withered heads

You'll never step my skyline once again
No never see my oceans once again