Clair De Lune Morte - Wounded By The Sea | Текст песни

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• Clair De Lune Morte
• Wounded By The Sea

Don't beat so hard,
Don't shout so loud,
Open your green coffers,
Place gifts of silver in our hands
Give us this day our daily fish(Taken from Pablo Neruda "Ode to the Sea")
Another daylight and the same eternity
To wake up is to search a reason to live
Sweat branding your hands
Wounded by embracing the reality
You can't feel cold anymore
You and the deep have signed an eternal promise
Wounded by the sea
The echoes of the ocean keep on repeating your name
Wounded by the sea
The deep stole something from you that no one can return to you again
Since that first time you followed his footprints by the seashore
Prisoner of ropes, captive of the ocean
Salt, others make profit of you
You stopped your crying a long time ago
Only the sea witnessed your pain

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