Wibdy country 1

[ intro 16 battute riff chitarra elettrica] [Verse 1] Like stars on a black sea, little boats with dancing lights, an old fisherman watches through the longest night. Like stars upon the water, small boats drifting slow, they’re keeping all the secrets only old sailors know. [breve strumentale chitarra] [Verse 2] On my old oak ship I am captain and crew, hands cracked by salt and rope, there’s honest work to do. I haul in every net, I hold the wooden helm, just me and the northern wind alone upon this realm. [Pre-Chorus] In the darkness of the night the waves rock me slow, and the cold north wind brushes soft as it blows. [Chorus] Now I wanna row northbound, between the sky and sea, follow that silver horizon back where I should be. There’s a windy country calling, calling out my name, and I know I’ll find my home in that wind again. [Verse 3] Simple folks with hard eyes, narrow streets of stone, the smell of wood and firelight, the only place I’ve known. And the wind comes from Africa strong or hot and free, they say that God fights with the Devil [Chorus] Now I wanna row northbound, between the sky and sea, follow that silver horizon back where I should be. There’s a windy country calling, between two rivers, underneath the mountains where my roots still lie. [Bridge] The horizon burns in ruby, turns slowly into gold, the rising sun awakens a heart that’s growing old. [Final Chorus (slower / emotional)] Yes, I’m heading north again, between the sky and sea, to that windy country that still remembers me. Strong or gentle blows the wind, whatever it may be, I’ll be home beneath those mountains… where I’m meant to be. [outro imponente]