When the mountain touches the valleyAll the clouds are taught to flyAs our souls will leave this land most peacefullyThough our minds be filled with questionsIn our hearts we'll understandWhen the river meets the seaLike a flower that has blossomedIn the dry & barren sandWe are born & born again most gracefullyThus the winds of time will take usWith a sure and steady handWhen the river meets the seaPatience, my brother and patience, my sonIn that sweet and final hourTruth and justice will be doneLike a baby when it is sleepingIn its loving mother's armsWhat a newborn baby dreams is a mysteryBut his life will find a purposeAnd in time he'll understandWhen the river meets the seaWhen the river meets the almighty sea!!