Angra

(Bittencourt, Loureiro, Matos, Mariutti, Confessori)
All I see floats with the wind
All the miracles of the water
Are the miracles never seen
Somehow my life now begins
This music that's been played through time
Now starts to reach my feet
Feels like the flood of my needs
>From the harmony of forever
Sound the melodies of the sea
And you will know on the way
I'm coming back to my enemies
I'm turning around I'll be
Just coming back to my last days
I'm coming back to the sea!
So... why won't you come with me, my friend?
Thrills... like we had before
Hope... never showing up the same
For a lonely man
Since the day we left the land
We've been anxious on aproach
Captain kept showing his plans:
Under sail we go!
Deep the ocean's blue I stare
The reflections of my soul