So it is, I bend from the strength of the waves,
So it is now, that the port remains a dream.
Salty is the taste on the lips, resentful
The blood in the veins boils, takes me to the waves.
Nobody ever can take your place.
Nobody can make my world more beautiful.
Nobody ever can take your place.
Nobody can make my world more beautiful.
Of course in my strength I got carried away
When a man thinks too much the port remains a dream
You know this, that I still struggle for the shore
The mind hopes for the surface, here, (drowning) in the heavy waves.
Nobody ever can take your place.
Nobody can make my world more beautiful.
Nobody ever can take your place.
Nobody can make my world more beautiful.
Nobody ever can take your place.
Nobody can make my world more beautiful.
Nobody can make my world more beautiful.