Текст песни Restoration

I recall a time of my days
on the rich fields of the Firmlands,
Intoxicated by the sway of the fengrass trees...
I have never seen a season like this one,
a season so consumed with weakness...
I think that the energy, which is to revive
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has sailed over the horizon
and melted into the Sun.
Ravaged oceans of limitless compass
now seem to radiate a rich blue-green...
Unless my eyes deceive me, I see her returning...
Fortitude is the wind in her sails high,
For all mankind to see...