Angara - Panteon

I can never get enough

Of the deepest blue end

When the mountain peaks have dried up

So will Angara bend

Father feared that youth would have her run away

Following the echo that ought to be her faith

Upstream holds the unknown she heard him say

I can never enough

Floating to the north the arctic sea unfolds

Only heard of tales about his eyes like emeralds

Never has she seen something more beautiful

I can never get enough

Oh I can never get enough