Sand castles are done crumbling.
The beach is dirty with withered loves.
The city is full of empty spaces.
The watchful road fell asleep.
(chorus: )
Often I heard the sea
humming to me
"I'm bored in the winter, you know!
Why does it pass, the summer?"
Lost boat seeking her master
who will set her free.
The port keeps her in its hideout
and promises her to get her freedom back.
(chorus)
Sand castles are done crumbling.
The beach is dirty with withered loves.
Lost boat seeking her master
who will set her free.
(chorus 2x)