讲述一个古老灯塔的歌谣····
My fear is drowning me,
The path becomes unclear,
Dark clouds they spread and smear,
The squall draws ever near,
Rain obscures my view,
Hides from me the truth,
Bolt out of the blue,
The sea can be so cruel.
To rail and rush,
The windswept thrust,
Got me gasping for breath.
Guided by the light of phare,
Following my silver star,
A silent steering avatar,
Guided by the light of phare.
Lighthouse restoring my control,
Ignites my navigator’s soul,
Whispers to me; “just follow the flow”
Lighthouse inspires all with hope,
And points towards the shore,
Revealing a route that will take us home.
Still the storm it rages on,
But the glow will see me through,
Carried onward to the coast of dawn,
By a beam that shows the truth.
