The gulls that are floating on the wind They don't even have to beat their wings The waves of this heavy choppy sea Wash up mussels to a collecting old lady And you are the water And you are the water In every harbour You're my guiding light In the darkest night You are the wind That touches my skin You're my ray of sun That makes me feel warm You are a tree And produce the air I breathe You are the ground On the highest mount You are a rose Without pricking thorns You're the yesterday after tomorrow Do Oh Oh Ooh Oh Oh Ooh Oh Do Oh Oh Ooh Oh Oh Ooh Oh