Red sky will predict strong wind,
Wandering birds will land on trees that protect their wings.
There will be a terrible storm, sky will befriend the Earth.
And rain will knock to the windows, while you will fall in your dream.
The night will bring you things that you might never feel,
Come to the black window, if you will manage to wake up.
Don't be afraid, even in the storm, I'm with you,
Remember my eyes,
My eyes are the face of my soul.
Be calm in the island of my soul.
The storm left streets wet.
Sweepers start morning, we end our night.
Tell me that you've seen two eyes in the window of a dream.
And that you were on the island while the storm was roaring around.
Giants of mind will go crazy searching for the truth in dreams.
Was it a dream or not, nobody will ever know.
Don't be afraid, even in the storm, I'm with you,
Remember my eyes,
My eyes are the face of my soul.
Be calm in the island of my soul.