Storm Songtext
von Atlantic

The wind upon my face and the scent of the sea
Oh these are the memories I carry with me
The mist rolling in and silver clouds above
Oh these are the reveries of all that I love

The smell of turf in winter, my mother′s smiling face
So easily remembered and so easily placed
The sunrise through the trees at the dawning of the day
Would cradle me within its arms and carry me away


The Atlantic storm is raging, calling me back home
To the land of my birthplace where I am never alone
I hear it rumble in the distance, the home of my heart
Oh Atlantic storm, how I wish we never had to part

I hear my father calling through waves upon the sand
We walk on by the houses and down along the strand
I see familiar faces, my comrades, my friends
I've missed their warmth and tenderness which I′ll never leave again

The Atlantic storm is raging, it's calling me back home
To the land of my birthplace where I'm never alone
I hear it rumble in the distance, the home of my heart

Oh Atlantic storm
How I wish we never had to part