Welcome to my Mystique Voyage -
An inner trip to fantasy, freedom and love.
A conquest of fear, lonesomeness and dislike.
Welcome to my world!
Do you see them flying?
Signs are never lying.
Journey to the East will show
What the Seven Wonders know.
Live without finding,
Search without learning.
When I faced the endless sea
All mysteries reveal
The boat sets sail to the call of the sea
Its soul sails without finding
At sea the storm waits,
with the ghosts of coral
Where the breeze is welcoming me
Home will always be.
The girl goes to the call of the sea,
hair of water and legs of salt
She better leave the port, don't forget
that to not be anchored is to die
The new morning dawns
My Mystique Voyage
The wind calls the boat
Dreams carry it far away
The boat sets sail to the call of the sea
Its soul sails without finding
At sea the storm waits,
Waves, ghosts and coral
The girl goes to the call of the sea,
hair of water and legs of salt
It's better to leave the port, not to return
To be anchored is to die