The world's fast asleep, without a sound
No sign of rain, the sky is so bright
A breeze arises out of the calm

The silent river is dreaming alone.

Dreaming of a better day to $$#ure

The waves will thunder and crash to the shore
A new storm's coming, I can feel and taste it
To quench the thirst of this barren wasteland


Hope is the last thing I have for certain
She's everlasting, a bittersweet burden

Kept in my heart, I can't do without her
But now, I'll scream it out louder
"Soon the winds will rise again!"


The fury of nature is here to stay
With autumn leaves falling into decay

Where gathering clouds darken the view
The river will find its solace anew.


The storm is sacred and never to blame
Ready to unleash its powers again
To wash away the stains of the past

The very first moment could be the last.