Elanh Quorra
No rest and no forgiveness
I have left my dear nest
Wind is wafting all excuses
I succumb to burning grief
All broken, lonely and scared
With no stars to be my guide
On my wings of a seagull
I'm put to flight
Please forgive me, I was wicked
I was drawing you away
One wrong step and you will hate me
I am afraid to go astray
Tears are dropping with numb cry
Filling ocean with lies
Fallen from the sky
I fly
It hurts like paradise
Wind will carry me away
Ocean will conceal the pain
Picking up the leaves from clay
I will meet the tidal wave
There's no love
In this world
And the ships
Are all sailing away
From the ground
