"Can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water? We just keep dreaming of the land 'cross the river We are always on the way to find the place we belong Wandering to no where, we're paddling Down the raging sea
Who can cross over such raving wind and water? On the rolling boat we sit, shivering with coldness Come by an island, come by a hillock, It's just another place, we paddle on Down the raging sea
But in one morning we'll see the sun Bright shining morning dew singing They who will search will find the land" Of evergreen