White Pearl, Black Oceans, Pt. II - "by the Grace of the Ocean" - Sonata Arctica

作词：Tony Kakko

作曲：Tony Kakko

Once I felt the embrace of the sea

Loved me held me

Once I felt so despised by eternity

Fall upon me…

It's upon me…

The waves are high above me

This'd be my home

Deep in the sea

Oh pain float like a flower

The darkest sea refusing me…

Music of the seven gentle tides

Fade in distance

Darkness was a friend

leaden the candle light

Slowly healing for a fortnight

I'm alive…

Memories

I used to have

a home in the light

But the meaning's

still escaping me

All the joy was gone along

the barque with the name…

There's a face

my story in the deep dark sea…

Memories he used to

have a home in the light

The life he can't remember anymore

Every night he sees

the white barque in a dream

Every night adds

colours to the memory…

Guiding star

above the shallow sea

The grave of angels

Beacon for the ones

who need to seize the night

For the last time all onboard the

White Pearl…

All onboard for the very last time

Close your eyes oh calamity

Feel their pain for

the very first time

See myself in a dream

There was a lady

who was saved from the ocean

Without a name to tell

afraid to stay

She left the leaves

were umber

My only hope she's

the one I have dreamt of

Follow my feelings in her wake

I've become a true blight

I huddle in the daylight

Banished by my townsmen

With blood in my hands

Gallop across the moorlands

On a branded steed I'd stolen

Building my own gallows

Grave shallowed for a thief

Across the isle with

the horse I ride

Close my eyes oh calamity

Feel this pain for

the very first time

I see her eyes like a dream

I found the lady who

was saved from the ocean

Without a name to tell

afraid to stay

She left the

leaves were umber

I wonder if she's

the one I had dreamt of…

Feelings get

stronger in her wake

Without names to tell

afraid to stay

We left in rain and thunder

We ponder if our dreams

we're all handed

Only by the grace of the sea

Memories I used to

have a home in The Light

Now we keep

the far-side of the sea

And the joy we knew is still aliv

e trees so green

A New Face The Beauty and

the brand new me…

The music of my

chosen gentle tide…

Turned into

a story on the other side

A lone note in a lone vial

We are alive