An imprint of land, an island stands at the gates of the West
A place of mysteries, a magic history of Atlas was the nest
This is the route, this is my root, a little mark in blue
It was the cross of pirates lost, people without law
So my roots are living
Inside of me, in my blood
No one believing
I can live without roots
I want, I wanna feel land
Your deep sea flows in my eyes
I want, I wanna feel land
Your strong wind is the breath in your heart
I close my eyes, I see your skies full of stars, embracing now
Hidden pristine places of a distant age where time stands still now
Large, dark caves house the waves, creating sculptures on the rock
High open towers, now refuges of flowers when the warriors planned
their block
So my roots are living
Inside of me, in my blood
No one believing
I can live without roots
I want, I wanna feel land
Your deep sea flows in my eyes
I want, I wanna feel land
Your strong wind is the breath in your heart
I can feel this desire
Oh, it's a dream, it's a fire
I can feel this desire
Oh, it's a dream, it's a fire
I want, I wanna feel land
Your deep sea flows in my eyes
I want, I wanna feel land
Your strong wind is the breath in your heart
