Under the dog-star sail
Over the reefs of moonshine
Under the skies of fall
North-north-west, the stones of Faroe
Under the Arctic fire
Over the seas of silence
Hauling on frozen ropes
For all my days remaining
Would north be true
All colours bleed to red
Asleep on the ocean`s bed
Drifting in empty seas
For all my days remaining
Would north be true
Why should I why should I cry for you
Dark angels follow me
Over a godless sea
Mountains of endless falling
For all my days remaining
What would be true
Sometimes I see your face
The stars seem to lose their place
Why must I think of you
Why must I Why should I
Why should I cry for you
Why would you want me to
And what would it mean to say
I loved you in my fashion
What would be true
Why should I why should I cry for you
Why should I cry