Gadir

Far, Tyrians of the oceans,

far, keep yourselves in motion,

far, to set up a town,

far, where the Sun goes down.

Away, where skies are always bright,

away, where winds draw a coast in white,

away, where days are miracles of light.

Away, a city far away,

a land of reverie is waiting.

So far, a city far away,

there's nothing else but navigating.

Waves carry a hope song

which treks all the way along,

far, to set up a town,

far, where the Sun goes down.

Away, where skies are always bright,

away, where winds draw a coast in white,

away, where days are miracles of light.

Away, a city far away,

a land of reverie is waiting.

So far, a city far away,

there's nothing else but navigating.

Away, a city far away,

a land of reverie is waiting.

So far, a city far away,

there's nothing else but navigating.