Distant rumblings of a storm
Clouding the days of sun and warmth
Your smile displays pretence of calm
But in your mind a battle is at hand
Aaahhhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaah aah aaaaah
aaaaahhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaaaah aaaahhh
Ships leaving port, proud and strong
The sailors' farewell made in song
But soon the ocean's greeting arms
will devour them with deceptive charm
Aaahhhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaah aah aaaaah
aaaaahhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaaaah aaaahhh
Your young mind is set to unrest
Never still, always thinking ahead
The whirring cloud is wearing you out
But the storm will sweep away your doubts
Promises of blissful lives
lost in the sound of buzzing hives
too many souls for too few sites
where the light shines bright in your eyes
Aaahhhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaah aah aaaaah
aaaaahhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaaaah aaaahhh
Aaahhhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaah aah aaaaah (chanter à l'octave)
aaaaahhh aaaaahhhh aaaaaaaah aaaahhh
Your young mind is set to unrest
Never still, always thinking ahead
The whirring cloud is wearing you out
But the storm will sweep away your doubts
But the storm will sweep away your doubts

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