In the morning half asleep for a dream through the window I took the wheel and headed for the polar star The page is over the night Like a scene from a movie I can't find the story ends A hail is far away and left it Disappeared over the hill The story is going today A sand castle was in a dream I saw at grenier I took the wheel and I run into the sea wind Find the last page A prayer is echoing on ancient wind's route Your voice is far away and left it Disappeared over the valley The story is going today