Clouds drift quietly across the blue sky, the wind carries every dream far away. I stand on the shore, gazing out at the distant sea, still searching for the white ship of my dreams. White ship, take me to the place where the morning shines with golden light once more. Across the waves, across the winds, until the sorrow in my soul fades away. White ship, do not be late; keep your course toward me. Every harbor begins with hope, every journey with a single wish. Evening gently settles upon my shoulders, stars awaken silently in the distance. My heart believes that one day will come when I will find my way again. When the storms finally grow still and the sea becomes a mirror once more, I know that somewhere beyond the horizon a new beginning is waiting for me. White ship, take me to the place where my dreams are alive. I leave yesterday behind; a new world lies open before me. White ship, carry me with you until a brighter dawn breaks. For even the longest journey begins with a single hope.
