Two continents
living side by side
So close, yet so far
And the silver moon
Shining between them
Like a silver bridge of light
So pale, so frail
Two oceans, tearing asunder
Countless threads of light and wonder
Just like the silver moon
Running away from the sun
In the bright and pale winter sky \
What are the summer stars           /
trying to achieve, ceaselessly
Singing sweet melodies
To the blind ears of the ocean
without a shore, without a name
Is this silent melody
the silent footsteps
Of yet another white dream
Lost in his own eerie mist
Filled with memories of a future
yet to come, yet to live
And yet, already fading away
in the ruthless silence
of its own dream