Deep Blue - Angra

Three cliffs there stand

High above where high winds howl

Surrounding silence

Three birds climb, then turn to fall

Waiting for someday when the ocean and sky

Will cover up the land in deep blue

Renaissance is over and I wonder:

— Should I always be the same once again?

Take my hand and follow

Sweeping trees, the coats of green

Time has no place tomorrow

Feel the good in endless dreams

Waiting for someday when the ocean and sky

Will cover up the land in deep blue

Renaissance is over and I wonder:

— Should I close my eyes and pray?

— Feel like I’ve betrayed?

— Always be the same?

… always be the same once again?