My love
You drag so many says, and many wars, for ages
Your gallant tide who bounds the land is aching
Mon amour
The king is wrong and breaking down beliefs we had in each others
I'm like a deer, with you my dear
There's nothing else, we can't achieve
Then claiming for a severe flood and raise the rage
River that everything drags is known as violent, nobody calls violent the margins that arrest her
We grant our life to the road and bet on death
We brave the time as we ride the surge
There's nothing wrong to escape from fear
This shore is made to be blessed again
Rivers are leading us up to the heart of our soul
Cities are standing alive and protecting our yarns
There's so much flames to embrace
Forest are moving so fast that I'm breathing again