Mountains and the sea,
mountains and the sea,
— in my dreams beckon me.

Quiet and still,
silently they speak,
from dawn to the dawn,
strengthening the weak.

Calm, they allure at the fringe,
“come back to where you belong,
to my wild, violent depths,
I again will make you strong.”

Mountains and the sea,
mountains and the sea,
— ordered chaos and peaceful fury.

We build cities that house the lonely,
under an illusion we’ll find freedom,
by stepping away from the wild,
and into a civilized kingdom.

There we chase what we can’t catch,
amongst steel and brick we won’t find,
what in the wild was left behind.

Mountains and the sea,
mountains and the sea,
— they alone set me free.