Isle of the Tritons

We walked the streets
Where our fathers drew their lines and built their towers
Reached conclusions with arithmetics and acid solutions
We'll never aim for such great heights
Can't claim our place beside them
We're not leaving any heritage, oh no we're just leaving
For a place with gates of ice

Leaving frozen waves behind
The ravishing gales of the north subside
Showing the shimmering lights
On the shores of the tritons
Leo, guide our raft inside
We carry the colours of blue and white
Greeting the tribes of the wild
What was lost is now truly found

We'll never leave
Any heritage of bricks and stones
No spires or marble lions
Cause our eyes are turned to different horizons
But gravity pulls
We're not kids anymore
We'll be thirteen years in no time
Had to leave our coasts of safety for another shoreline
And the gods are finally on our side

Leaving frozen waves behind
The ravishing gales of the north subside
Showing the shimmering lights
On the shores of the tritons
Leo, guide our raft inside
We carry the colours of blue and white
Greeting the tribes of the wild

Leaving frozen waves behind
The ravishing gales of the north subside
Showing the shimmering lights
On the shores of the tritons
Leo, guide our raft inside
We carry the colours of blue and white
Greeting the tribes of the wild
What was lost is now truly found



Credits
Writer(s): Olle Söderström
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