| In nights when the moon shines, she’s full of unrest,
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| because her heart often cries for some gentle caress
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| When dawn rises up and she takes the first breath
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| of the new day, she knows that not much she had left
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| Anywhere else would be more joy to find,
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| than here in this place where her memories unwind
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| Of summer that’s gone such a long time ago,
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| delusions confessed under cold winter snow
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| I do believe that my life is not mine
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| I’m weak and I fear that it will take sometime
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| To find somewhere to be where my heart can be free
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| For a moment of light surely waits there for me Beyond the endless hallway to the soul
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| in the most scaring depth of this nightmare’s black hole
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| gazing at freedom in white, fragile hands,
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| she takes a first look at the first time she’ll dance
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| His divine embrace will enchant this occasion,
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| his kiss will bring her to her knees if she dares,
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| to open the gates to her most inner self,
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| she will get more than ever she dreamt
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| Without a trace of a sound I will leave
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| and find love in the arms of the man of my dreams
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| A sailor, a fisher, a child of the sea
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| Doesn’t matter, as long he’s gentle to me…
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| Would anybody ever care for me?
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| For a girl that lives beneath the sea?
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| Would anybody ever hold my hand?
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| For a moment, for a while |