On days of northern wind, (past) illusions surround my dreams   Drops of mute oceans breath in the palm of my hand   The sound of silent waves still caresses all my thoughts   Where warm, mystic floods dominated the upper hemisphere      (chorus)   (and) dark ships sailed beyond those lost realms   Through gates to eternity, above the sleeping mind      Forever inconquerable seemed the walls of time   To those who always feared and always fled the dawn   But then, the guardians growl invited the thirst for steei   Part god, part man, if I walked by their side      The old man's dream now has ended much too soon   Forgotten rests the wisdom that brought them once so far   Vanished until rebirth, we sleep the endless sleep   For one who knows never tries to reappear ...