[ Featuring Jocelyn West, David-Ivar Herman Düne ]
It's a magical affair
We are carried in the air
In our dreams
And they take us by the hand
To the place where they stand
In our dreams
And they call us by our names
And they say we haven't changed
In our dreams
And we know that they don't lie
If they did they wouldn't cry
In our dreams, in our dreams, in our dreams
And we keep them in our heart
Only sleep keeps us apart
And the wind fills our sail
And the wind fills our sail
Sometimes they remain in silence
Sometimes they provoke the violence
Of our dreams
We are weak and they are strong
And they can carry us along
In our dreams
And in everything they say
There's a rule that we obey
In our dreams
We cherish each an every word
And then we lose them and it hurts
But we know that they live
In our dreams
And we keep them in our heart
Only sleep keeps us apart
And the wind fills our sail
And the wind fills our sail
We are the sailors of the dark
We are the sailors of the dark
It's a magical affair
When they whisper in the air
In our dreams
And the stories that they tell
We don't know but we know well
In our dreams
And they call us by our names
And they say that we have changed
In our dreams
And we need to stay together
'Cause their words we have to gather
In our dreams, in our dreams, in our dreams
And we keep them in our heart
Only sleep keeps us apart
And the wind fills our sail
And the wind fills our sail