Here by myself
Wondering what to do
Do not really know where I am
Standing here all alone
Surrounded by the ocean on a stone
Is this another dream or a new enchanted land?

As something just was moving, really grooving, moving forwards, do not know
When standing on a moving stone, it's always hard to tell
And then suddenly, I hear a voice of old
speaking a tongue I do not know

But surprisingIy, the music of the syllabels
reveals to me what they really mean
Father Robin, I am Oyriathan
You may not remember me, but I was there when you crawled from the Sea
Long ago, which still is now

Ocean travel, ocean travel
Ocean traveller, ocean traveller, ocean traveller, travel
Ocean traveller, ocean traveller, ocean traveller, travel
Ocean traveller, ocean traveller, ocean traveller, travel
Ocean traveller, ocean traveller, ocean traveller, travel
Ocean traveller, ocean traveller, ocean traveller, travel
Ocean traveller, ocean traveller, ocean traveller, travel
Ocean travel, ocean travel